"Interesting. The power behind that strike is quite formidable—formidable enough to shock even me a little. But when all is said and done, it's nothing more than that."
The young man—or rather, Li Moxun—spoke with a rare trace of surprise in his voice.
Hearing the young man's words, the voice of the Black-Rank Fighter inside the black mecha rang out as well.
His voice carried anger, but even more than that, fear. "Who exactly are you? Why have you appeared here?"
"What is your purpose?"
"My Tang Sect should have no grudge against you. Do you know what price you'll have to pay for attacking a Tang Sect convoy for no reason?"
"No matter who you are, no matter where you are, and no matter what status you possess, the Tang Sect will never let you go!"
The Black-Rank Fighter's voice was filled with undisguised threats.
But he believed those threats would work—and that they would be effective.
After all, who was he? He was a Black-Rank Fighter of the Tang Sect, a high-ranking member of the Tang Sect's Soul Fighting Hall.
Using his status to make demands of the young man before him, he didn't think there was anything inappropriate about it.
After all, the Tang Sect was one of the four great powers in the world, as well as one of the strongest organizations under heaven.
Who would dare challenge the Tang Sect? Who would dare contend with it?
Yet when the young man heard his threats, he was stunned for a moment, then gave no further response.
Perhaps after witnessing the strength of his own body, Li Moxun had begun to grow bored as well.
As he raised his arm with exertion, his hand tightened around the Laser Sword.
Immediately, sizzling sounds rang out. They were caused