"Pitiful insects, you have no idea what true power is!"
The crisp, melodious voice was like a cold shower extinguishing Tang Haofei's already ignited fury. Looking at the arm on the ground, and then at the Treasure Land Protector just a step away, Old Tang's brow twitched, immediately sensing immense trouble...
If they can cut off his arm, they can cut off his neck. What do you call this? This is an instant kill!
However, with the arrow notched, there's no turning back, or rather, the distance between the Guardian and Tang Haofei is simply too close — close enough that only two meters separated them...
To Tang Haofei, this distance fell within an absolute domain — a pure brawler warrior facing an enemy two meters away, it was a rhythm that screamed for a punch!
And Tang Haofei, unsurprisingly, raised his other arm...
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