"His strength has grown again."
"Bang!"
For just an instant of distraction, a flaw was found by the opposing Stone Race, and a punch landed heavily on his shoulder.
"Hiss—"
Han's face twisted in pain as he quickly retreated to create distance.
However, in such circumstances, how could this Stone Race let him go? Wielding a stone axe, he instantly pursued and chopped down.
Feeling the power of that axe, Han Jing gritted his teeth against the wound on his shoulder, thrusting his spear forward.
But.....
A beam of Sword Qi arrived first.
With a thunderous sound!
The Stone Race member was sent flying by the Sword Qi, staggering back a hundred meters before stabilizing, his hand gripping the stone axe trembling.
And upon seeing the cracks on the stone axe, his expression deepened.
This stone axe was crafted from the finest crystal stones selected by the tribe, and even after his nurturing, it couldn't withstand even a single Sword Qi.
"Thank you!"
