The Raccoon Power turned, about to stomp Hao Li to death, but was blocked by Cheng Haoyu who charged over.
"Fatty Hao, what are you doing trying to take on its thick hide? Its skin is harder than an armored car's hull! You could break all your cleavers and still not cut through! Find a weak spot and attack it!"
Cheng Haoyu roared at Hao Li while launching an attack at the Raccoon Power's right eye.
His weapon was a greatspear. It was clear he had trained with the spear since childhood; his skill was superb. With a single shake of the shaft, a booming sound like rolling thunder erupted. Thrusts, stabs, parries, deflections... he was extremely proficient in all sorts of Techniques. In his hands, the greatspear seemed to come alive, moving like a nimble yet powerful Flood Dragon, its attacks growing fiercer with each wave.
Meanwhile, Ying Ji was in the distance, continuously chanting and casting spells.
