Chapter 228: The Strongest Shield and the Strongest Spear (4)
Divine Ironblood Physique seemed invincible. There were no blind spots in its defense, and its recovery was so fast that the idea of grinding it down over time was meaningless. It was, literally, a flawless defensive art. However...
There is no such perfect technique in the world.
Keter did not do pointless things. The reason why he kept attacking Hyperion despite knowing he wasn’t powerful enough was that he was analyzing Divine Ironblood Physique. Even provoking Hyperion and targeting vulnerable spots like the groin were all deliberate moves.
That’s the only way he won’t notice I’m studying his defense.
Hyperion might seem arrogant and foolish, but that was only his personality. In martial skill, he was one of the world’s greatest prodigies. To trick someone like him, one couldn’t approach it like a con; one had to mix a small lie into a sea of truth. From that, Keter could infer the principle and weakness of Divine Ironblood Physique.
It’s like plunging molten glass into cold water to shock-cool it.
Glass was brittle, but if molten glass was cooled into a tadpole-like shape, the head became monstrously hard[1]. However, this miracle only applied to the head; the tail shattered under slight pressure. Divine Ironblood Physique also had a “tail”—a weakness that, once poked, would undo the entire defense.
Of course, Hyperion wouldn’t show it openly. It wasn’t visible to the naked eye, and that was why Keter had attacked Hyperion all over. And the spot Keter discovered—the single place where Hyperion, who had taken every blow without flinching, had shown restraint—was...
“Here!”
Keter stabbed Hyperion’s heel with Tusk, a spot impossible to strike while standing upright. That was why Keter had deliberately shattered the ground to force a jump, and Hyperion had walked right into the trap.
Clang!!!
A different sound than before rang out. The Divine Ironblood Physique, which had stood firm against every attack, shattered in an instant.