"Defend or break out?" Lu Mang asked.
Rong Taotao was delighted. "Just hold our ground. Do you have a long-handled weapon?"
Lu Mang: "I've only been learning for half a year. My skill isn't refined."
Rong Taotao pulled Lu Mang behind him. "In this situation, it's better than using a longsword."
"Mm." Lu Mang crouched down. A moment later, he pulled a giant axe from the deep snow.
Rong Taotao: ???
'Holy crap, a giant axe?'
The giant axe was three meters long. The shaft was 1.5 meters, and the remaining 1.5 meters was entirely the axe head, which was incredibly wide and thick. If you laid the axe on its side, you could probably fit two or three people standing on it!
Rong Taotao was stunned!
Lu Mang had a typical "idol's body"—tall, thin, and very easy on the eyes. But from a Soul Martial Artist's perspective, Lu Mang was just a "beanpole."
His build was a complete mismatch for the giant axe in his hands.
