C269 Eight Blasts Golden Body Unbreakable

"Phew!"

A faint tremor of air was the only warning.

Lin Dong deftly sidestepped.

A gleaming dagger whizzed by, narrowly missing his neck.

With a swift sidestep, Lin Dong evaded the assassination attempt.

Glancing sideways, he caught the icy, malicious glare of the waitress who had just been smiling at him.

Their eyes locked.

Lin Dong noticed a flicker of surprise in the waitress's fierce gaze; she hadn't anticipated his evasion of her lethal strike.

Truth be told, Lin Dong had been lucky. He hadn't been aware of his surroundings until the system alert sounded. His instinctive reaction had saved him from the deadly thrust.

As the waitress realized her strike had missed, she quickly bent her knees and lunged at Lin Dong's lower back with astonishing speed.

The distance between them was negligible, and in a flash, her knee connected with Lin Dong's lower back with the potential to draw blood.

A sadistic smile twisted the waitress's features.

She seemed to relish the thought of Lin Dong's spine shattering under the force of her knee, imagining him collapsing in agony.

But as this thought crossed her mind, Lin Dong subtly shifted his stance.

Dropping to one knee, he channeled a torrent of power from his legs to his lower back, his muscles tensing like steel under the force.

The next instant, her knee slammed into Lin Dong's back.

At the moment of impact, the waitress's triumphant expression contorted in shock.

She felt as though her knee had struck not flesh, but a thick slab of hide!

And with the collision, a rebounding force emanated from Lin Dong's back, repelling her knee.

Propelled by this force, the waitress stumbled backward, her face etched with astonishment as she stared at Lin Dong, who had withstood her brutal assault.

"Impossible, how can you be unharmed?!" she exclaimed, her voice a forced whisper to avoid drawing attention.

Gone was the soft, refined tone, replaced by a deeper, almost masculine timbre.

Meanwhile, in the front hall, Bashan and Lee Tao were amidst a boisterous gathering of club members, their conversation and laughter filling the air.

No one noticed what was happening.

"Nothing is impossible. Plus, you're not one of the waitstaff here. Who sent you to kill me?" Lin Dong asked, casually slipping his hand into his pocket.

As he spoke, the tension in his back muscles eased. Moments before, Lin Dong had employed a technique from the Eight Blasts, rendering his body virtually indestructible. By channeling strength into his back, his muscles had tightened, ready to rebound any impact much like a jelly would. The knee strike from the waitress had been absorbed upon impact and, utilizing the unique counterforce principle of the Eight Blasts, was repelled.

This left his assailant with no advantage.

After posing his question, the waitress facing Lin Dong remained silent. Instead, she clenched her teeth, reversed her grip on a dagger, and lunged at Lin Dong with deadly intent.

Her actions were swift and fierce!

Lin Dong watched as the waitress, in her high heels, aimed the dagger at him and let out a cold snort. He had given her a chance to back down, but she had not taken it, persisting in her lethal assault.

Well, he thought, if that was the case, he would show no mercy.