The thin white soldier didn't speak, but slowly extended his hand from his sleeve.
His hand was no longer that of a normal human; his nails were sharp, resembling the claws of some feline animal.
The palm of his hand was raised like the pads of an animal's paw, with nails hidden within, now extending out like sharp daggers.
Smith took a deep drag from his burning cigar and advised the two.
"Don't underestimate them. The ancient Huaxia has martial arts with thousands of years of heritage. When cultivated to the extreme, the body evolves to a strength comparable to the fiercest gene beasts."
As he spoke, a fierce gleam flickered in his eyes.
"The person on the duel platform this morning was even more terrifying."
"The power he possesses has no difference from the legendary gods, so this time our target is to kill him."
Electric Eel hesitated for a moment: "General, this is just a simple wilderness crossing mission, he may not appear."
