"Clang!"
The blade in his hand blocked at the absolute limit, barely knocking aside a dagger.
But Eckhaus had yet to catch his breath.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Four entirely different weapons shot out at once: a sword, a saber, a dagger, and a long staff!
Watching through binoculars, Wang Tong and Li Kan both couldn't help twitching at the corners of their mouths.
"What kind of freak is this Jiang Li?"
"What Psychic carries such a random assortment of weapons?"
Li Kan was completely dumbfounded. Every Psychic he had encountered used standardized weapons—either throwing knives, daggers, swords, darts, and the like.
But Jiang Li had everything from sabers and spears to swords and staves...
It was simply absurd!
"I suspect this guy didn't steal the Dragon Egg!"
Wang Tong's face darkened. "He raided the Iron Armor Dragon's nest!"
As Wang Tong and Li Kan were busy complaining.
A prehistoric-grade intelligent fighter jet instantly streaked across the East Sea, shooting toward City 003 like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
"Eckhaus, retreat!"
The bearded James let out a thunderous roar.
Four S-grade weapons, like streaks of deadly light, shot toward Eckhaus from different directions.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
With the neural reaction speed of a Junior War God, Eckhaus had already reached his limit by blocking two streaks of light in an instant.
"Pfft!"
Another dagger grazed his neck, nearly severing his head from his body.
"Bang!"
The final long staff smashed solidly down onto Eckhaus's head from above. His skull burst like a shattered watermelon, blood and brain matter spraying everywhere.
"Eckhaus!"
The bearded James, who had already charged over, widened his eyes furiously. All the strength in his body gathered in his hands as the massive hammer he wielded came crashing toward Jiang Li with the force to split mountains