The underground audience all looked up. After all, an authentic gangster fight on stage where you rip out my intestines and I yank your liver isn't as entertaining as martial arts films with flying swordsmen, right...
"Oh wow, your BYB prosthetic isn't too shabby! It can actually keep up with my speed! And it even forced me to use thirty percent of my power?"
After fighting on equal footing for a while, even Li Pan was a bit surprised, so he cranked up his output a notch, sold a feint, suddenly retracted his blade, reached up with one hand, and grabbed the gangster girl's thigh that was kicked towards him, trapping it under his arm.
Having her leg captured like that, the gangster girl, because her legs were too long to slash with her knife, was temporarily restrained.
"Wow, quite the struggle, huh? To fight with me for such a long time, you've even outlasted the standby time of the MT380... But this doesn't feel like LARVA protein. What model is it? How much did it cost?"
