There was no helping it—Luobsang was wearing armor. Apart from his hands and face, his upper body had no gaps at all. For Gu Chengyu, to pierce that armor without using much Inner Strength was an extremely difficult task.
When Luobsang saw another wound appear on his leg, he couldn't help growing even more enraged.
This man was simply bullying him too far. If this man's combat strength were just slightly above his, then even if he fought him with ease it would still be hard to seriously injure him—that would be understandable. But this effortless, leisurely attitude made it obvious he only wanted to toy with him.
Luobsang glanced behind Gu Chengyu. The drumbeat still thundered, dense and unbroken, yet he kept feeling something was wrong—what was that faint sound of footsteps?
"Charge for this General!" Luobsang, though somewhat hesitant, still gave the order.
