468 Mental Strength Index (1)

Transformed into a meteor, Xu Jingming landed on a desolate planet.

Bang!

On the top of a mountain, Xu Jingming had a shield on his back as he looked into the distance.

Not far away, a thin elder stood on another mountain. This thin elder wore a tight-fitting robe, and he looked like a guest attending a banquet. However, a total of 39 black spears floated behind him.

"Mr. Wu Ming, I'm very pleased to be your opponent," the thin elder, Manflix, said with a smile. "You appear to have a shield on your back. Are you planning on using a shield technique to fight me? It looks like I won't have the chance to experience your spearmanship, Mr. Wu Ming."

"I don't have the slightest chance of winning with a spear," Xu Jingming said humbly. "Victory might only be possible with a shield."