"Damn, no way!" Young Master Wei's mouth dropped open, his eyes rounded in disbelief. No matter how he tried, he couldn't comprehend why this carbon steel thing was so fragile before this freaky guy...
But quickly, he had no time to ponder this because Lin Mu's size 43 foot had very unkindly kicked Young Master's crotch!
"Owwww!" The piercing scream tore through the night sky, sounding the horn for an attack.
Lin Mu shouted loudly, holding a piece of scrap iron in his right hand, and snatching a blade with his left hand, swinging both arms as if a fierce tiger unleashed, charging into the crowd. In an instant, the land was filled with cries; the once vicious brutes were quickly reduced to farm sheep under the abnormal combat strength of the Wolf Fang Soldier King, clutching their heads in panic, calling for their parents, cursing the heavens for not giving them extra legs...
