Son-In-Law Madness

“Hmph! Knowing a fancy party trick or two won't save your life! You're still going to die!” Draken shouted as he followed up with another punch.

Unlike the previous one, which came down from above, this one was a straight punch with his right hand.

As straight punches were a lot faster and more powerful, Donald would surely sustain severe injuries if they landed.

However, Donald stepped aside at the very last second, causing Draken's punch to only graze his nose.

After dodging the punch, Donald grabbed Draken's right arm with both hands on opposite sides.

Before Draken even realized what was going on, Donald had snapped his right arm at the elbow.

A loud crack echoed throughout the area and was followed by Draken's anguished screams.

What? I'm wearing adamantium! How could he have possibly broken my arm so effortlessly? This can't be happening!

Draken cradled his right arm with his left as he took a few steps back and stared at Donald as though the latter were a monster.

He couldn't understand how Donald was able to break his arm with his bare hands when even the sword couldn't do any damage to him.

“So, I was right. Adamantium is indeed the hardest metal in the world, but it needs to fulfill the basic requirement in order to be incorporated into the Youngblood family's technique. In other words, the hardness of the adamantium depends on your reaction time. When you realized that my sword was deadly, you instinctively activated adamantium's defensive features and protected yourself with it. When you either don't understand my techniques or know where they're coming from, however, your adamantium won't be able to protect you in time. Isn't that right?”

Draken swallowed nervously when he listened to what Donald said.

He had always thought that his adamantium was invincible, but Donald's explanation made him realize it had its weakness too.

As if to rub salt on the wound, that weakness was himself.

Even so, Draken tried to appear calm as he retorted, “So what? You're still going to die anyway!”

Donald gave the hilt of his broken sword a little shake, and the fragments that were scattered all over the ground magically put themselves back together.

He shifted his gaze back toward Draken as he said, “No, you're the one who's going to die.”

Everything and everyone in this world has a weakness. Adamantium may be ridiculously hard, but it is ultimately still just a weapon, so its effectiveness depends greatly on its user.

Donald unleashed his Stella Warrior force field, Spirit Domain.

The next thing Draken knew, the area within a hundred-meter radius had become Donald's domain.