Xiang Shan retracted his Sonicon Blade which he had drawn. He felt the blade had begun to dull — or rather, the molecular perfect crystal lattice structure had started to degrade.
"Is it the pressure of continuous battle that's too great? Or am I swinging the blade too fast?" Xiang Shan sighed faintly. A Sonicon Blade's edge really didn't last long; he even felt as though he was playing some kind of RPG where the "weapon durability decreased rapidly."
This effect was even more pronounced on the one-meter version of the Sonicon Blade.
It was unclear whether it was the influence of the Electromagnetic Draw Sword technique or if the one-meter version was different from the two-meter version to begin with.
He stopped thinking and looked at the two small Cybernetically Enhanced People hiding in the crevices between rocks, and asked, "Fellow allies, may I inquire if there is some forbidden area ahead of us that belongs to you?"
