Ding!
After a crisp sound.
Ding! Ding!
Two more crisp sounds echoed from the ground.
Ye Xin's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the dart cut in two on the ground!
The cut was clean, as if slicing through tofu, with a swift, decisive motion, without the slightest delay.
This... how is it possible!
You must know, this high-strength alloy is far harder than aerospace materials!
Due to its inability to be mass-produced, creating these dagger darts has already been an expensive endeavor.
But how... how could it be cut by this dagger in Yang Chen's hand, a product of folk craftsmanship folding steel technique?
Ye Xin felt incredulous.
This was too unreasonable.
