Because it was an armor-piercing weapon, it was perfectly reasonable to swing it head-on against a mech?
"Reasonable my ass!"
Raymond sneered. His scanners had already spotted the waves spreading through the strata beneath Huai Shi's feet. How could he possibly fall for it? "Try blocking this again!"
The guan dao erupted with jet flames and howled forward. At the same time, the heavy axe came crashing down, crossing to seal off Huai Shi's escape routes.
Two piercing collisions rang out in an instant.
The ground beneath Huai Shi's feet cracked layer by layer and sank several meters out of nowhere, yet the guan dao and heavy axe were both knocked aside!
The price was that all the clothing on his upper body shattered, while his arms became covered in dense cracks.
The force of the recoil.
But the key was... he had actually blocked it!
Since when had this guy's explosive power become so fierce? He could clash head-on with the Chariot of Destiny using nothing but brute strength in both arms? Or was this some new trick he had cooked up to mess with him?
A bad feeling suddenly rose in Raymond's heart. It was the shadow and nightmare lurking in every armored pilot's mind: Don't tell me I'm about to get my mech dismantled by bare hands...
A shrill cry suddenly erupted.
Radar warning.
The smooth curve on the readout instantly surged, as though a towering mountain had risen from flat ground. On the display, the heavy mace in Huai Shi's hand rapidly enlarged, while microscopic probes revealed the violent power brewing within it.
Bare-chested, Huai Shi stepped forward across the cracked earth. He casually swung A Fang from side to side, rotating it as though stretching his muscles.
Yet deafening Tide sound erupted in every direction