"Haha, Zhaang Ye, it's useless, useless! My Snake Scale Jade Armor is made from the scales of a Ten Thousand Year Giant Serpent, strung and bonded with Ten Thousand Year Silk. Your Sword Qi, no matter how powerful, can't hurt me!"
On the arena platform, Fu Songcheng took three or four consecutive blasts of Sword Qi. But not only was he uninjured, he grew even more excited. He knew the more fiercely Zhaang Ye attacked, the more True Qi he would expend. Before long, Zhaang Ye's True Qi would be completely depleted!
Zhaang Ye's expression remained unchanged as he rapidly considered his next move.
