Bringing Out All The Trump Cards
Editor: Henyee Translations
After An Lin was knocked flying by the bald man, Xuanyuan Cheng charged toward him again and attempted to use his Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation to trap him.
However, Xuanyuan Cheng felt as if all his strength had been exhausted after his formation took only two punches from the bald man.
Liu Qianhuan had already flown high into the air at this moment, and she waved her six-feathered staff, creating countless semi-transparent beams of energy which then rained down on the bald man below.
After a series of explosions, the bald man walked out from the dust and debris. His bald head was still as shiny as ever, reflecting the sun with a shiny glint.
"Holy f*ck! Not only are his agility and strength off the charts, but even his defenses are also strong! What kind of hacks is he using?" Liu Qianhuan's eyes widened in shock.
A chill suddenly ran down her spine, and she retreated with all her might.