The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 963 The Weakness Of The Protective Shield

Donald's strength had far surpassed that of an average Novem Stella Warrior. So, the floating stones should not be underestimated. Their destructive power was equivalent to the full-force strike of a divine stage Novem Stella Warrior. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Yet, even such an attack failed to penetrate Roddy's shield upon impact. It merely caused the shield to wobble a bit.

A Quattuor Stella Warrior is actually able to withstand my full-strength blow? That's a little outrageous.

Donald's brow furrowed, and he made a gesture with his right hand.

The stones suspended in the air began to spin at high speed.

For the second time, the stones charged toward Roddy. The commotion this time was even greater than before, but the stones did not cause any damage to the protective shield.

Many of the stones, due to their immense momentum, were instantly crushed into dust the moment they came into contact with the protective shield.

“Is this all a high-level Stella Warrior has got?”

Roddy, standing behind the protective shield, looked at Donald with a face full of disdain, seemingly unimpressed by Donald's attack.

If it were an ordinary person, they might start doubting their own abilities at that point.

After observing Roddy for a while, Donald said lightly, “Your protective shield can't last forever, can it? Each of my attacks may have been blocked, but what's actually being depleted is the Stella

Warrior energy inside the ring. How long can this shield last if the energy in your ring is completely depleted?”

Upon hearing Donald's words, Roddy's expression drastically changed.

The advantage of his shield lay in its ability to multiply its defense against the attacks of high-level Stella Warriors. No matter what kind of attack the opponent launched, it can continuously withstand it.

The downside, however, was that the more powerful the opponent's attack, the more Stella Warrior energy he would consume.

And because of that, Roddy strived to show that he is unaffected, no matter what.

That was the only way Roddy could confuse Donald and buy himself some time.

What Roddy did not anticipate, however, was that Donald would ultimately spot the problem at a single glance.

Since you claim your shield is unbreakable, why don't we just compare our Stella Warrior energies?

With that in mind, Donald once again manipulated the small stones around him, launching a relentless assault on Roddy.

In less than a minute, Roddy was already on the verge of giving up.

Not only was the Stella Warrior energy within the ring completely depleted, but even Roddy's own Stella Warrior energy was nearing exhaustion.

Just as Roddy's protective shield was about to shatter, Donald seemed to sense something and abruptly took a step back.

A burly man wielding a giant ax descended from the sky, positioning himself directly in front of Roddy.

The stones around Roddy were hit by the intense shock from the sky, causing them to lose control completely and tumble to the ground.

“D*mn it, Axel. You finally made it. If you were late by two seconds, you'd be picking up my corpse.”

Seeing Axel appear before him, Roddy let out a sigh of relief.

Roddy was well aware of Axel's combat prowess. As long as he showed up on time, there should not be any issues at all.

“Is this the kid who's been after you?” Axel looked at Donald with a face full of disdain, “This kid doesn't seem to have any special abilities, yet you can't even handle him?”

“Don't underestimate him, Axel. This young man is a high-level Stella Warrior, and his strength is not to be taken lightly.”

Seeing Roddy and Axel striking up a conversation, Donald chuckled lightly and said, “Do you really take me so lightly? Do you think you can just come and go as you please in my territory in this scorching summer?”

After Donald finished speaking, he flicked his right index finger. A stone shot out at an extremely fast speed toward the sky, piercing through the fuel tank of the helicopter hovering in the air.

The helicopter, having lost its power, belched out a plume of black smoke and spiraled down toward the ground.

“You're asking for trouble, kid!”