A massive sword, as wide as three adult men's hands put together, pierced through the crack in the armor and pressed against the opponent's chest. No matter how hard Xia Yu tried, it couldn't go any further.
"Damn! Are your chests made of iron?" After several failed attempts, Xia Yu cursed, spread her hands, and smiled bitterly, "Gravity works on you, so I wonder if repulsion does!"
No sooner had she spoken than the three knights who had been grappling to resist the iron sword a moment before, were suddenly sent flying backward like baseballs struck with great force, along with the swords in their chests. After completing this move, Xia Yu bent slightly, letting her arms hang down. Under the influence of her ability, her arms glowed with a bright, silvery metal luster. She fixed her gaze on one of the knights, pushed off with her feet, and shot forward like an arrow from a bow.
