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The first guard, overcome by anger pulls out his sword and strike downwards at David who was seated.
David stops the strike at the edge of the blade with the index finger of his left hand.
The whole room is stunned by such performance.
This guard was a well known Late Peak Martial Expert.
His strength was not something to be trifled with.
And yet, this young man, who doesn't seem to have any internal energy stops a full swing from this Martial Expert with a finger.
Everyone here who had brains in their heads could see that it wasn't that this guard wasn't strong, it was that this young man seated here was abnormal.
Startled the guard withdraws a little panicked.
'Fuck! That's not something you stop with a finger, being able to stop it would have been impressive enough, but then he stops it with a finger?' The guard thinks to himself as David smiles at him which him even more uncomfortable.
