The Weird Fist King
Editor: Henyee Translations
If he fought without any restraint, Li Yao certainly would not be scared of the half-monster, half-machine guy.
However, he was surrounded by countless bandits and thugs, which probably had a lot of Immortal Cultivator players and tourists mixed in. As a 'ragged' spiritual puppet, did he have any reason to kill the guy instantly before everybody's eyes?
The smoke above his head grew thinner and thinner. Any unexpected moves might be noticed by the Immortal Cultivators.
Anxious, Li Yao pretended to stagger and dodge the blasts of the powerful hammer somewhat clumsily again and again. His enormous body shook like a lone boat on a surging ocean due to the blasts and gravity interference. It seemed that he would be blown apart at any moment.
But it was not going to work out just like that.
With his camouflage, there was no reason he could have avoided so many attacks.
Boom! Boom! Boom!