In the distance, Qin Liuyuan held the war bow, his face full of shock.
In fact, he barely saw the battle just now. In the blink of an eye, the fight was already over.
Is this what a Martial Artist is?
So incredibly powerful!
He had thought that he wasn't far from being a Martial Artist himself.
Previously, having taken Divine Blood twice, his arm strength had reached 880 kilograms, already at the peak of a large Martial Artist, but at this moment, he realized that facing a true Martial Artist was as if a child was up against an adult—completely different levels!
...
Chen Shouyi stood atop the fierce beast, panting heavily. His clothing and protective suit were in tatters, steam rising from his hair in the scorching noon heat. One could imagine how high his body temperature rose during the intense exertion just now.
"Clatter"
A soldier let his rifle fall out of his hand and hurriedly bent over with a flushed face to pick it up.
