Old Meng held his spear in one hand, his eyes wide and his face full of shock and incomprehension. My strength had indeed overwhelmed both him and my Gale Beast, which was why the situation had ended up like this. Of course, there was still a gap between Heroic Armaments and Legendary Armaments. Although both weapons used decent materials around the sword guard, the difference in materials had still left deep marks under the pressure, and even the blade had been dented.
Old Meng immediately gripped the spear with both hands and finally managed to stand upright, but his face was flushed red. Even I was afraid his blood pressure might burst a vessel. Besides, if the blade kept scraping against it, it would undoubtedly break, so I hurriedly withdrew my spear.
Old Meng was naturally unwilling to let me off. The spear-sword in his hands instantly stabbed toward me, combining speed and strength, its momentum fierce and powerful!
The Hunters who knew nothing watched for the excitement, while the experts saw the underlying moves. In truth, I had clearly gained the upper hand in the first exchange. However, the Hunters who understood what had happened were too shocked to speak, so the entire scene instead fell silent. The outsiders still thought my Gale Beast was too weak, its legs frightened stiff. I had no intention of explaining much.
Old Meng had strength, as far as I was concerned, but his speed was truly too slow. Even if it was enough to make every Legendary Hunter struggle to evade him, to me, it was no different from slow motion. Although I could not reach the strength and speed I possessed when using magical power, I still had the Eye of the Dao Extreme and my own formidable physical abilities.
Bang,