Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Yang Dao and Amil stood in front of each other but this time, the little boy did not hold a stick in his hand, it was replaced with a spear. A long iron spear, Amil asked, "You sure you can handle that spear?"
Yang Dao clicked his tongue and said, "Won't you know if we fight?"
Shakti said, "Start."
Two people charged forward, while Amil slashed down his halberd, Yang Dao stabbed forward with gusto. The latter did not intend to take the attack head-on, but cleverly parried it to the left and took a step to close the distance between the two people.
Amil spun around and his spear swiped like a dragon's tail and came to hit Yang Dao's torso. The latter raised his spear diagonally in front of him, just when the incoming attack was about to hit him, the boy fell on his butt. He then pumped his spear above and repelled the incoming attack.