"The divine blade gathering frost brilliance, the iron spear shaking the horizon! Zouwu galloping thousands of miles, all gods and ghosts hide away!"
Zouwu, "Aoo—!"
Next, the horns sounded in unison, and a general was sent out with a collision of the right hand, a leopard head and ring eyes, broad shoulders and a thick waist, mysterious cloak and ink armor, holding a pair of lead-filled mysterious ice maces, mounted on a striped unicorn god bother!
"Xuan Armor Purple Lightning rushing, maces striking all key points to break! Flying horse tearing tiger and leopard, haunted ghost seeing sorrow!"
Bother, "Sss—!"
Tie Dan, "..."
What's going on, has the battlefield evolved to a stage where they recite poems before entering the fray?
"Hey! Whose side are you on!"
The red-faced man's voice was thunderous, first to win over, with a shout yet to fade, the fire lion beneath him already steps with rolling fireworks, its large fanged mouth wide open, coming to bite Tie Dan!
