Sighing in his heart, Wang Xiao looked at Tian Gang.
The twelve [Skeleton Soldiers] with swords and shields had already been divided into two groups and formed a triangular formation in the order of "1, 2, and 3". The [Skeleton Soldiers] at the front seemed to be a little stronger, but it was only on the surface.
After all, these [Skeleton Soldiers] were all iron level one and were the most basic soldiers. There was no difference in their appearance.
Looking at the three [Dwarf Artilleries] in front of him, Wang Xiao muttered thoughtfully, "Although the number is only a quarter of the other party's, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xiruo whispered, "Wang Xiao, you seem to be 'conceited' again."
"…"
Wang Xiao was speechless. "You call this conceited? If a bronze level level three isn't even confident in defeating iron level one, isn't that being too cautious?"