"SCREECH—"
He let out a sharp cry as his Sword Soul detached. Gathering the Talent Divine Techniques of the Golden-winged Roc, he roared and focused his Physical Strength, managing to recover thirty percent of his Battle Power and reform his shattered body.
"Ahhh—damn it! Damn you, you worthless native!"
The Golden-winged Little Roc Bird roared and spat out a Long Halberd.
The Long Halberd was three meters long and pitch-black. It radiated a cold, ghostly halo that seemed to pierce one's Soul, creating a sense of unease.
"SWOOSH—"
Wielding the Long Halberd, the Golden-winged Little Roc Bird viciously stabbed forward.
The attack was swift and brutal, its Battle Power actually beginning to approach Ye Tianling's.
"Hm? A little stronger than I thought."
Ye Tianling was slightly surprised, but he still threw a punch.
"BOOM—"
Ye Tianling's punch seemed ordinary, yet it slammed right into the tip of the Long Halberd. His hand, however, was completely unharmed.
