The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 1035

“You... You've been hiding your true strength?”

Staring at the large gash on the small wooden platform, Sigmund was on edge.

Based on that single strike just now, Donald's strength was definitely beyond that of a divine stage Novem Stella Warrior.

He reached out toward the small pond in the courtyard and made a beckoning motion. Immediately, the water from the pond came to him, forming a sphere of water in front of him.

At first glance, Sigmund's move seemed quite intimidating.

However, though Sigmund's moves were indeed spectacular, their lethality was rather limited.

Someone of Unnerved Realm possessed vital essence.

In other words, through special methods, that person could alter the trajectory or the laws governing the flow of the heaven and earth energy.

Through that, they could achieve Manipulator Realm.

Slightly inferior Unnerved Realm experts like Sigmund could, at most, manipulate certain objects against gravity, then launch them out at extremely high speeds.

To others, this might seem like divine magic, but in Donald's opinion, they didn't even know how to properly utilize vital essence in battle.

With a push of his legs, Donald launched himself at Sigmund like an arrow released from its bow.

Following a loud shout from Sigmund, the large water sphere in front of him shrank to less than half its original size.

A decrease in volume implied an increase in density.

Hence, when Donald's sword struck what appeared to be a soft water ball, it made a clanging sound like metal colliding. Surprisingly, the sword didn't pierce through.

Sigmund chuckled lightly and said, “Not bad, brat. Your swordsmanship is quite impressive. It's just a pity it can't break through—”

Before Sigmund could finish his words, six small stones burst out from both sides of Donald's stone sword.

Upon witnessing this scene, Sigmund was momentarily stunned.

What's going on here?

Could it be that my water shield is too sturdy, causing the backlash to shatter the stone sword in his hand?

That can't be possible; it's just too far-fetched.

As Sigmund was left in confusion, the stones flying to the left and right traced beautiful arcs in the air.