The triple-edged dagger gleamed with wicked barbs and backward hooks, and grabbing it barehanded was practically asking to be shredded.

Yet, no matter how hard Goldfangs pulled or twisted, Andrew's grip did not budge. His hands were like iron clamps, completely unshakable.

"You've tempered your body to this level? Invincible skin? That's impossible!" Goldfangs shouted in disbelief, his face twisted with shock.

Andrew gave his wrists a sharp twist, and Goldfangs was yanked into a spin like