The two objects collided with a violent, ringing boom. The Golden Light Mirror, floating before him, trembled slightly but successfully blocked the dagger's attack, releasing an even more dazzling glare upon impact.
Zhao Zuo's eyes flew wide. His Mana surged, pouring into his arms. Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed his enemy's wrist with both hands and abruptly unleashed his strength. Nearly ten thousand jin of force erupted in that small space.
CRACK.
The enemy's wrist drooped limply, and the dagger slipped from his grasp.
"AGH...!!!"
The man in black shrieked, the sharp pain of his shattered bones flaring through him. But he didn't panic. Instead, the pain ignited a burning rage. With a savage glint in his eyes, he viciously kicked at Zhao Zuo's chest while his remaining left hand clawed at Zhao Zuo's eyes like an eagle's talon.
