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However, it did not crack, even though the Dragon Shape Blade was full of Qi. What a powerful shield! With his sword and saber, Ding Hao's strength might have been as strong as that of a master at four-apertured Martial Soldier Realm, although he was still at seven-apertured Martial Disciple Realm. Therefore, the golden light screen was capable to withstand at least the attack of a martial artist at the peak of Martial Soldier or Martial Mentor Realm.

I saw Zen adjusted his posture and became more focused. "Ang isa sa kanila ay isang inscribed steel sword. Ito ay tinadtad ng Church of the Eternal Scorching Sun. Ito ay may kasamang nagpapadalisay at mga epekto. Ito ang kalaban ng Ghosts, Wraiths, Zombies, at iba pang undead na nilalang. Maaari pa rin itong gamitin sa loob ng tatlong taon. Siyempre, ang talas nito ay sapat na para makapatay." Ang boses ng babae ay nag-iba sa volume, isang malinaw na pagtatangka upang itago ang kanyang mga kasarian.

[A brief silence, Claude inhales heavily before speaking. “That Buster Sword’s blade… is made of Tungsten.” Claude added. “What!?” Martha’s expression. “No way! I thought Tungsten isn’t a good idea for a sword, knowing that it reduces someone’s physical attribute including speed, dexterity and agility.” Clark replied. “That is the reason why we use 1045 or 1060 Carbon Steels that Salvagers collected for swords, it gives a good hardness and balance weight to every Swordsman.” Martha explained. “There are two things that bothers me and baffles in my mind.” Claude confessed.

It was useless wrestling against them. “I’m sorry,” I said to Logan, and he frowned, looking away and paying more attention to the swords and axes that were being sharpened right in front of us. It would only take one minor strike to penetrate flesh with how sharp those things were looking. Logan looked at me again. I could obviously see him swallow hard. But I didn’t know how he still managed to remain strong and composed in a way. Most of the women were just there to look at his bare chest. I wasn’t supposed to be thinking about how jealous I was, watching them admire what was mine, but I was.

Effect: Attack +1 Durability: 100/120 === With unshed tears in his eyes, Zen trudged back to the designated wood chopping area. The durability was slightly higher than those dull daggers. However, this was made from wood. How ridiculous was it to chop wood using wood? It was the same as asking a bovine to eat beef.

For example, Sky-Soil Heptagold Sword Energy. The Sky-Soil Heptagold Sword Energy had been maxed out, and its power could no longer be improved. It was adequate for dealing with ordinary paragons, but it seemed weak against the level nine royal paragons and even supreme paragons. Let alone Lotus Divine Attack.

He brought out a charm. I initiated my barrier immediately and using my sword, I hit the charm down. But it was more than one and the one that fell didn’t break. My barrier was active so I was safe but if any wolf came close, they’d be weakened. Logan and I engaged in a sword versus claws fight. His claws were fingers long and resembled that of bears. He had really unlocked some rank. The rank however increased his strength but his speed didn’t improve or perhaps it was because he was an old wolf now.

I said, pointing to the diamond that Violet had brought earlier. "Just take as much as you need" I continued because Jade was thinking about the debt problem, but I don't know the details. "Okay," ... "What are these diamonds for?" asked Erin when she got home. "Diamonds are the strongest material on earth, I will make a sword out of this," Blood phobia and overactive imagination when I saw sharp metal made it difficult for me to wield a sword. When practicing in the kingdom just use a wooden sword. The strongest material, overcomes phobias and can also accommodate enormous magic.

It was a weight I willingly bore, for it symbolized my commitment to protect and lead my pack. I picked up a practice sword, its weight familiar in my grip. With each swing, I could feel the power coursing through my muscles, the controlled aggression that fueled my training. The blade sliced through the air with precision, my movements fluid and graceful. Each strike was a dance of strength and skill, a testament to the years of discipline and dedication that had shaped me into the warrior I had become.

"Good, but not good enough for what's coming" She picked up a dagger with a thin ridge along the hilt. "We need reforged silver weapons strong enough to cut through enhanced Vampire skin and corrupted shifters. And we need shock-resistant blades. Whatever Iron Fangs is brewing...". She paused and her face hardened. We need to be prepared". I turned the dagger in my hand. "Bloodhound supplies the best?". "They always have. They forge with moonstone-infused steel which is stronger, lighter, and more durable". She tapped the blade. "We need at least two chests' worth".