บท 48: White Eagle (2)

"Such a sharp hand knife! My body has already reached the second stage of Explosive Fist Arts. From head to toe, my skin is rougher than a bull and is hard to pierce even with a dagger knife, but one move from his hand knife could leave a red imprint on my skin! This means, if he pierced at the same spot again, he could penetrate my defense!"

Garen was in shock. This attack was too fast, he could not react swiftly enough. He was blinded for one second, and the next thing he knew his left arm was hit.

When Garen looked at No.101 again, he already stepped back three meters and was staring at Garen coldly.

"Another speed type?" Garen’s expression fell.

No.101 was actually the one who was really in awe. Unbelievably, his hand knife failed to cut through the opponent’s skin.