Just like when chopping wood and the axe blade unintentionally gets stuck in the tree, he would pull it out and then chop again.
This was, of course, a simple action, and his pulling of the sword seemed effortless.
But the problem was...
This sword had clearly already been grasped in the merciful iron automaton's hand, firmly clenching the blade!
This was by no means simple!
The woodcutter's axe seemed to suddenly lose its bindings, reappearing in Lin Xian's hand, once more freely and naturally swinging down.
Clang!
The mechanical man couldn't avoid it in time nor block it and took a direct hit from the sword on its left arm.
Sparks flew!
That wasn't any fire-type Dao Technique, just the bare, naked sparks created from an axe striking a metallic hand, the clash of steel!
Crack crack crack...
The mechanized iron man emitted an extremely strained noise, but its entire mechanical left arm flew off without a hitch, falling to the ground!
