"You cowards! How could you allow yourself to stand back and let two women take the lead instead?"
Shaw curled his lips, agitated from the thought that Finley and Weber would prefer cowering behind the secure mantle of women rather than fighting themselves like men.
"Sally, Beatty, get out of here. I'll deal with him." Weber spoke up, almost instantly, unable to digest the insults hurled at him.
"Don't be impulsive, Weber. He's obviously trying to provoke you. Don't let him get to you, because that's what he wants," Sally assured Weber, calming him down. She then turned to Shaw and continued spitefully, "You're just jealous that we're protecting Weber, aren't you? We're doing it because we want to, and that makes you antsy. You're just a repulsive monster who never had any woman to rely on, isn't that right? No need to get so anxious, you will never find a woman who deems you worthy enough to shield you anyway. You're just not worth the trouble!"
"You bitch! How dare you talk down on me! I'll make you regret every word that came out of that vile mouth of yours!"
Enraged by her words, Shaw prepared himself to avenge his honor with his fists instead of subjecting to a lowly confrontation of hurling insults at one another.
Exuding predominant aura, Shaw raised his hand. A full moon scimitar spiraled out of his fingertips and effortlessly split into hundreds of copies, splintering the space around it.
"Sally, stay sharp. Here it comes!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Beatty wielded a heavy sword. Its sword intent was heavy and profound, and it was incomparably powerful.
Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!
What Sally carried was a soft sword. The sword intent it released was soft to the touch, but it was still indestructible. It was so agile that even the god's sense couldn't keep up with its movements.
Boom!
The moment Beatty's sword intent clashed against Shaw's scimitar, the collision sent shockwaves of energy, flying for distances far and wide. They were actually equally matched in power.
"Humph. Not bad." Shaw scoffed, concealing his shock at Beatty's abilities. She actually proved to be a worthy adversary for him despite her appearance.
'I can't believe this. And here I thought this would be a breeze. Damn it!' Knowing that the woman in front of him was no trifling foe, Shaw began to contemplate his decision to take them on. To add insult to injury, he was outnumbered, and he wasn't even exposed to Sally's capabilities as of yet.
Engrossed in sizing the odds in his mind, Shaw fell victim to his own distraction as Sally's endless soft sword intent closed in on his vital point without him realizing.
Startled by the sudden advance, Shaw was unable to dodge.
"Howl!"
In a moment of desperation, he activated his god's power to surround himself with a protective shield.
He watched in utter disbelief as his protective shield gave way, countless cracks paving into it, Sally's sword intent desperately trying to invade its walls.
However, his weak defense wasn't all for naught. During the constant tug of war between his shield and Sally's sword intent, Shaw bought enough time to remove himself from its scope.
He propelled himself up in the air, as far as he could move to avoid the attack. The next moment, Sally's sword intent forced its way into the protective shield where Shaw originally was, disposing of it in an instant.
'These two women...I underestimated them. They're really something!'
Sharing his shock, Beatty and Sally eyed themselves up in utter disbelief, astonished at their own extent of power.
"Look at us, Beatty! I can't believe we're so powerful!"
"I know, right? I didn't expect this either!"
Witnessing the spectacle from the sidelines, Lindsay, Finley, and Weber tilted their head in unison. They wondered how the two girls were clueless about their own potential. Both of them had displayed reluctance when confronted with anything mildly dangerous, so they had pinned them as the weaklings of the bunch with a cultivation at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm.
Judging their strength from their portrayal, the two of them were at the peak of the low-level of the Celestial God Realm.
"Beatty, let's beat him black and blue till his face swells up like Weber's!"
"Good idea! Let's play with him a little!"
Listening to their indirect mockery towards him, Weber pouted, looking away.
The two girls had everyone spellbound with their whimsical approach at their battle. They were like two fairies, frolicking around Shaw, forcing him to his wit's end.
"Like I'd lose to the likes of you!"
Shaw roared, frustrated from being continuously underestimated. He mobilized his god's power, mustering up every ounce of his strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The intense energy oozing out of his body fluctuated in rapid waves. As a result, the surrounding space fell victim to violent tremors and collapsed under pressure. The sheer force generated by his god's power pushed Beatty and Sally back involuntarily.
"What just happened? What's all this power? I suddenly feel inferior to him..."
"Don't worry, Sally. He won't be able to kill us." Beatty could tell that he had reached the extent of his fighting potential. He exhausted all his strength to pull this off, intending to shift the tide of the battle to his side.
"Sally, I've got an idea. Let's activate the Ten-star Double-lotus Swordsmanship! We'll be able to defeat him if we combined our strength."
"Alright, let's do it!"
The Ten-star Double-lotus Swordsmanship was a joint attack skill that Lord Starry Sword had concocted exclusively for the two of them. However, they had no previous experience of ever using it. It was a gamble, but they were left with no other choice.
"Destroy him!"
The two girls held each other's hands and levitated as they began to spin.
The next moment, the clouds in the sky gave way and shone a layer of starlight, forcing the spectators in a trance from its spectacle as it descended towards the girls, engulfing their bodies with its fluttery influence.
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