"In theory, my sword can break through any defense, whether it's Qi Blood defense, shields, or even peak-level defense.
"Unfortunately, forty pounds of fat is only enough for a single thrust. After losing so much fat all at once, I'll enter a period of weakness," Mu Cheng whispered, explaining to Su Yue.
It was true. Mu Cheng believed her sword could break through even a peak expert's defense. Of course, whether she could actually get close enough to a peak expert, whether breaking their defense would kill them, and whether a peak expert's heart was truly their fatal weak point—none of these were things she could focus on right now. She only knew that her speculation was correct. Xueyang's evasive maneuvers couldn't dodge her sword.
"I believe you." Su Yue pinched Mu Cheng's nose.
