Upon receiving Tang Mo's command, the ten woven men quickly charged toward the steel men. However, it was obvious that these were two completely different types of beings; their strength wasn't on the same level at all.
A steel man raised its palm and swung it forcefully twice. Two woven men were immediately sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
The rest of the woven men fared no better. They were quickly swatted away or kicked down by the steel men, instantly rendered scrap without even the strength to struggle.
'Such immense Strength…'
Everyone gasped. Tang Mo tightened her grip on the Heaven-reaching Axe and used her spiritual power to form a Protective Shield around herself.
'Looks like this tough battle is unavoidable.'
Over forty steel men. To be honest, Tang Mo wasn't sure she could win.
It had been a long time since she'd faced such powerful opponents. But even with her doubts, she had to fight. After all, she had no path of retreat.
