"Excellent!"
Garuda was completely unfazed. A gale swirled around her, acting as a natural suit of armor. Facing Su Zhou's claw strike, she didn't dodge but instead thrust her head forward to meet it. With a headbutt concentrated with immense Spiritual Power, she brutally knocked his fingers aside. A CRACK resounded as his finger bones fractured slightly. Simultaneously, she gathered her power, her other hand forming a blade that chopped down at Su Zhou's head like a mountain-splitting axe, as if to cleave him in two.
'Tough, indeed.'
But in the next instant, Su Zhou's fingers had already regenerated. Facing Garuda's counterattack—the hand-blade chopping down at him—he actually smiled. "As expected of a Golden-winged Roc, the very definition of power. Even in a human body, your durability is incredible."
"Gale Armor!"
Without hesitation, Su Zhou activated the seventy-eight Gale Seeds he had cultivated for so long.
