Based on the aftermath of the golden War General enduring triple the damage, the earlier strike should have hit this person. It should have caused injury.
However, the opponent appears completely unaffected.
"Is it my turn now?"
Wald XVIII adjusted his clothes and looked at the person standing opposite him.
As his words fell, he showed no intention of waiting for his opponent to react. Wald XVIII's figure suddenly appeared in front of Xu Shuo!
The playful smile on his face was unabashedly arrogant.
His hand moved as swiftly as lightning, forming claws aimed at the youth's neck!
Yet the next moment, his grip caught nothing but a phantom hologram, passing through a golden light shield.
This was the figure of the golden War General.
Soon after, the phantom of the golden War General, barely holding on, shattered into countless glittering particles that scattered through the air, dissipating along with a massive great sword wrapped in chains.
