Evil Eye Blood Tiger, Dark Lightning Demon Dragon

"One finger shattered my Blue Silver Overlord Spear?"

Seeing Lu Yuan break the Blue Silver Overlord Spear with a single finger, Tang San felt immense shock rise in his heart. The Blue Silver Overlord Spear was currently his strongest single-target attack in both power and penetration, yet in Lu Yuan's hands, it was still so utterly vulnerable.

One finger—just one finger. With a light tap, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear he had placed such high hopes on shattered completely.

"Your Blue Silver Overlord Spear is actually quite good. It's just a pity that you don't know how to use a spear at all. If it were me, I'd treat it as a weapon, because not only is it sharp and highly poisonous, it possesses tremendous devouring power and is extremely compatible with you. You'd be able to wield it as easily as an extension of your arm. It's the weapon best suited to you, rather than merely a javelin to throw."

"That's an enormous waste."

"But even if I told you all this, you probably wouldn't understand. After all, you're nothing more than someone who knows how to play with hidden weapons. A spear, the king of all weapons, is something you simply can't handle."

Lu Yuan shook his head and spoke softly.

"Use your real abilities. Stop trying to fool me with these boring little tricks. Yu Tianheng, Dai Mubai, are you two dead yet? If not, get up here. As for the rest of you trash, stop getting in my way."

Lu Yuan's Double Pupils widened. His left foot touched the ground as his body spun, and his right leg lashed out fiercely. The sound of bones cracking rang out as a figure flew backward, blood gushing wildly from his mouth. It was Osler, the Nether Leopard soul