"Xiao Yang, did you feel any discomfort in your body?" Wang Ying'an asked worriedly.
"Not at all. On the contrary, I actually feel better now." Yang Yu smiled. "And thanks to the Spiritual Force constantly spilling out from my mind, my physical fitness has been improving very quickly too."
"That really is good news." Jia Yi's face was full of envy. "With your current strength, Xiao Yang, Jiangnan City truly has hope of holding out."
To be honest, even Jia Yi, as a fellow human, had been frightened by that terrifying speed at which Yang Yu slaughtered Monsters.
The enormous Fangs flew through the air, and swathes of Monsters fell.
Many of those Monsters had been stronger than Jia Yi.
Did that not mean Yang Yu could now effortlessly slaughter countless versions of him just by controlling the Fangs?
That immense gap in strength filled Jia Yi with envy, but also a deep sense of powerlessness.
He truly could not compare to such a top-tier genius. Fortunately, his physical fitness was steadily improving as well, and his Martial Way Realm was becoming more solid. Perhaps before long, he could step into the grandmaster realm and greatly enhance his actual combat ability.
"By the way, Chief, Brother Jia, I put that giant bear's corpse in the armory. I believe a large batch of new equipment will be produced soon. When that happens, we'll have a few more chances of resisting the Monsters."
"Haha, I was wondering why you were dragging such a huge corpse around. I didn't expect you were planning to make equipment with it." Jia Yi laughed heartily. "But our equipment really is too crude right now. Newly forged War Blades and shields can barely last through a few battles. With these materials, things should improve greatly."
Wang Ying'an