The Bronze Fan set off a storm of aggression.
A slight wave of the fan and the Wind Blades whistled through the air; a vigorous wave would form a Fire Wave that swept across the battlefield.
It was agile and elusive, like a butterfly, with a vast range of attack.
Ning Zhuo was almost curled up behind the shield, pressed hard, able only to defend with all his might.
The scorching Fire Wave singed his hair tips, the Wind Blades skimmed the ground, slicing at his lower half, causing injuries to his legs.
Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and held on, feeling the immense pressure: "I have a shield, blocking most of the assaults, yet the pressure is tremendous. What about the others?"
Sure enough, as he expected, the sixth Mysterious Armor undergoes a qualitative change in combat power.
The previous Mysterious Armors, even with the No Move Beats a Move Master Realm, were limited to moves, the biggest threat being the keenness or heavy strikes of the bronze weapon itself.
