Dynamic Vision was unaffected, and her Cognitive Ability was also unaffected.
She saw her opponent swing his sword. Jiang Ke’er clearly discerned the path of his fist, her mind conjuring up countless ways to respond.
Yet in the end, she could only manage to awkwardly avoid a fatal blow, a thin cut opening up on her cheek.
This feeling of being able to see clearly, but being powerless to dodge in time—she hadn’t experienced it for so long.
It forced her to push her strengths even further, activating her Dynamic Vision and Cognitive Ability to their limits, striving to predict her opponent’s next attack.
This was far harder than before.
If previously she only needed to predict 20% of the feints in a single attack, now she needed to anticipate 99%—and within that 99%, she also had to predict every possible follow-up feint.
Every moment, she had to simulate five or more moves ahead. The difficulty of calculation increased exponentially.
She felt exhausted beyond compare; every one of his attacks seemed to drain her mind dry.
“So slow,” sneered her opponent—a swordsman with a scar on his face.
He smiled mockingly, secretly delighted—he’d clearly picked the easiest target out of this Team of Monsters.
If not for a fluke just now, she would’ve already died by his sword.
It had only been five exchanges, yet Jiang Ke’er already had five new wounds.
This sort of person—she probably didn’t even have Black Iron rank! She must’ve only made it this far because her teammates were so strong.
But this time, she wouldn’t be so lucky.
He was strong—but his teammates were even stronger.
In their team, there was someone who had once reached White Gold rank in the Agility System—someone not only rich in combat experience, but absurdly strong.
Given his combat habits, now was probably the moment he’d unleash his full power, right?
“Damn! Qingyi!”
Gan RuÇŽnruÇŽn suddenly cried out. The swordsman who had been dancing around her abruptly doubled his speed, leaving her far behind in a flash!
That swordsman had actually been hiding his strength all along! He hadn’t used his strongest combat skills, instead luring Gan Ruǎnruǎn closer to the rear line, to A Miao.
As soon as he judged there was a chance for a killing blow, he erupted with speed, attacking A Miao!
At this critical moment, Gan RuÇŽnruÇŽn was too late to stop him.
Only Jiang Ke’er managed to intercept, becoming A Miao’s last line of defense!
But at this point, Jiang Ke’er was already struggling with just one enemy—facing two was sure death!
“Get lost!”
Jie Shui suddenly dashed forward, landing a kick squarely on his opponent’s chest, sending him flying and launching himself like a cannonball back to the rear.
Luckily, Jie Shui had also been concealing part of his strength, suddenly erupting with astonishing speed to break A Miao free from danger.
However, the White Gold Sword Cultivator’s lips curled up in satisfaction.
“Your formation’s broken. You’re finished.”
The Strength System Cultivator who had just been fighting Jie Shui had been kicked away but wasn’t hurt much; he scrambled up and charged straight for A Miao in the back!
Gan RuÇŽnruÇŽn tried to block him, but even though she was also a Fist Cultivator with balanced offense and defense, she was no match for the unstoppable charge of a pure Strength System Cultivator.
Jie Shui was being held back, unable to help again; Lin Gang was too far away to make it in time.
Jiang Ke’er gritted her teeth, suddenly forcing herself to take a sword on the shoulder as she darted into the charging path!
All the young monsters felt a buzzing in their minds.
Si Lian’s eyes widened. “Don’t!”
Although they’d agreed to protect A Miao today, they absolutely couldn’t sacrifice themselves just to preserve their Assassin’s Trump Card!
The charging Strength System Cultivator almost burst out laughing.
Jiang Ke’er’s action was nothing but suicide.
Her frail body would just become a puddle of flesh on his path, unable to stop him at all.
It was basically a free life!
Jiang Ke’er’s gaze was steady, drawing on all her calm to ignore her opponent’s pressure, calculating his speed and her own possible movements with everything she had.
It should work.
After fighting for so long, she’d roughly understood the absolute limits of her current body.
She should just barely make it.
She hoped she hadn’t miscalculated.
Suddenly, she leapt, her body charging straight toward the incoming opponent!
In midair, she seemed almost like a thin piece of film.
“He-yah!”
Of course, her opponent wouldn’t tolerate this provocation—borrowing the force of his tremendous charge, he swung a fist at her head!
In that instant, Jiang Ke’er twisted her waist, spinning abruptly!
The fist almost grazed the tip of her nose—the distance between them… less than a centimeter!
In that instant, in Jiang Ke’er’s eyes, everything seemed to slow down.
The mist-like spiritual energy coiling around his fist, the sweat drifting from his brow, the large dust particles swept up by the raging wind—
Jiang Ke’er took half a second to land lightly, her back to the enemy, crouched low, her sword smoothly returning to its sheath.
Her slender, jade-like fingers spread open, then calmly closed around the sword hilt, gripping it tight.
Half a second later, a crescent sword light erupted like a brilliant rainbow!
Azure sword energy slashed along a 300-degree arc, rising from the lower left and returning to the lower left!
Jiang Ke’er stomped with her right foot, halting her spin. Her chest heaved violently; exhaustion warred with the thrill in her eyes.
A slanted line of blood appeared before her, traced across the back of the Strength System Cultivator.
He was still charging, but as he passed A Miao, his body slowly split in two, collapsing at A Miao’s feet.
A Miao murmured in confusion, “Will you split open too?”
The surrounding cultivators stared in shock, momentarily forgetting to attack, still replaying the supernatural event they’d just witnessed.
Seeing the unmoving halves on the ground, A Miao shook his head in disappointment. “No, you won’t.”
But their opponents didn’t stay dazed for long.
The White Gold Sword Cultivator, seeing Jiang Ke’er panting heavily, knew that sword strike had cost her dearly.
He immediately seized the chance and charged at her!
Jiang Ke’er smiled, gathering her strength, once again charging in recklessly!
Now she understood.
She finally knew the true way to use the Fox Domain.
—You must never back down!
Her basic abilities were already average, even weaker than some geniuses. Her only way out was to dance on the knife’s edge, relying on the Fox Domain to dodge and strike back!
As the opponent’s sword swung toward her, countless variations and trajectories flashed through Jiang Ke’er’s mind—she found that one thread of survival!
Her lips curled up. She advanced to meet the sword!
She only needed one chance—just one successful dodge.
The sword tip was less than a centimeter from her throat; any closer, and it would sever her carotid!
But the whole world slowed again.
Jiang Ke’er saw clearly the cold killing intent on her opponent’s face, the grave wrinkles between his brows, the faint smile at his lips.
He was still gloating over her “suicidal” charge, not having time to wonder why she acted this way, or to realize the outcome of her previous action.
Jiang Ke’er grinned.
“Now, it’s Ke’er’s time.”
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