The two little creatures confused his mind completely; he hardly felt the Mountain-Suppressing Armor shattering. He could easily deduce their power from just looking at them. Truth be told, ever since stepping into the Mountain Suppression Realm ten years ago, he had hardly encountered such a situation.
Even someone like Tuo Ying, the second strongest of the Dragon God Sect, who had been in the Middle Realm of Mountain Suppression for several years, only managed to damage his Mountain-Suppressing Armor with a punch.
"Still want to fight?" Wen Ping abruptly raised his head, speaking as if he were casually chatting with Zui Sheng.
It was precisely this feeling that sent a shiver down Zui Sheng's heart.
The young man before him was simply too assured.
