Chapter 828 Golden Cicada Silk


    Draken charged straight at Donald with his fist raised.


    Donald could easily take an ordinary punch from him, but his fist had been reinforced with


    adamantium, so even he had no choice but to dodge it.


    While backing away, however, Donald realized something was amiss and stopped retreating.


    Instead, he stepped to the side to dodge the iing punch and retreated in the direction Draken


    came from.


    It wasn''t until Donald touched the back of his neck that he realized he was right about it.


    Something had grazed the back of his neck when he dodged the attack earlier, and his flesh had


    been cut open a secondter.


    Donald swung his sword in the air, and a buzzing noise came from behind Draken.


    “Golden Cicada Silk? Why do you have this?”


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    While having a solid foundation in martial arts was crucial to bing an expert inbat, one''s


    weapons and strategies also yed a huge role.


    Golden Cicada Silk was a type of secret weapon, and only two of them existed in the world.


    Its user would be able to set up razor-sharp silk formations in any way they could think of within a


    ten-meter radius.


    Most people wouldn''t even realize they hade into contact with it until they had taken a few


    steps forward and see their bodies falling apart.


    Donald had assumed that Draken was just another ordinary man the Youngblood family of Pollerton


    had sent.


    He was surprised when he saw Draken''s adamantium fist and Golden Cicada Silk.


    In order to conceal his identity from outsiders, Donald had deliberately destroyed the restriction


    around the entire safe house when entering.


    At that moment, he did not have much room to move about.


    For the first time ever, Donald felt unconfident as he was going against an opponent armed with


    adamantium and razor-sharp Golden Cicada Silk.


    “Since we already know that Jennifer has a powerful individual backing her up, we can''t possibly


    repeat the mistake of the nine families by sending our Novem Ste Warriors to their deaths! I


    suggest you stop struggling, Donald! That way, you will at least get to keep your corpse in one


    piece!” Draken said as he moved his left hand, which he had kept behind his back.


    The next thing Donald knew, a murderous aura had filled up the air around him.


    He instinctively held his sword up and bent his knees to lower his center of gravity.


    Dozens of strands of Golden Cicada Silk came shooting from every direction and wrapped


    themselves tightly around the sword. The strands then pulled themselves tight until dents started


    forming all over the sword.


    Draken burst outughing when he saw that Donald was still desperately holding on to the sword.


    ng!


    Eventually, Donald''s sword was unable to withstand the Golden Cicada Silk''s pressure as it


    shattered with a loud ng.


    Draken then charged at Donald once again and threw yet another punch at him.


    He''s as good as dead without his weapon! There''s no way he can possibly fight me with his bare


    hands!


    Draken''s punchnded square on Donald''s chest.


    However, Donald did not cough up blood and copse like Draken had thought he would. Instead,


    he felt as though he had punched a thick ball of cotton.


    What? My punch did no damage to him? Is this guy made of cotton or something? Wait, no... He''s


    using physics!


    Although Draken''s punch appeared to havended on Donald''s chest, his fist had only made


    contact with Donald''s shirt.


    Draken''s fist was hard, but that didn''t mean he was as fast as Donald.


    By moving his entire body down when the punchnded from above, Donald diminished its force so


    much that Draken felt as though he was punching at a ball of cotton.