If Xiao Bai hadn't been with him, Yang Ling would most likely have used his agility advantage to retreat first when facing this humanoid mecha.
But now that he had a chance of winning, he could not retreat.
Retreating would leave endless trouble behind!
"Die!"
Wu Man roared as he threw punch after punch at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling vaguely felt as though he saw a mountain rise behind him.
Could Mountain-Crushing Fist at the Advanced Mastery level produce such an effect?
Was this fist intent?
But why did it have no effect on him?
"Was it because my Mental Power was far higher than his?"
Yang Ling easily dodged using his agility advantage.
As he considered this, a startled horse suddenly charged toward him.
Seeing this, Yang Ling immediately dodged aside.
But Wu Man had no intention of evading.
He swung his fist straight at the horse's head.
"Neighhh!"
The terrified horse let out a miserable cry. Its head was smashed apart, and it crashed to the ground!
"With that kind of power, even with 210 Health, I'd probably die from a single hit..."
Yang Ling's heart tightened slightly.
The commotion here was growing louder, drawing even more passersby to watch.
Among them were quite a few players who had just entered the game.
They looked at Wu Man in delight.
"This is an expert from Divine Realm! He just punched a horse to death like that!"
"Great! We've come into contact with the martial world. We'll go find a master right away—maybe we can trigger a hidden quest!"
"The other guy is an expert too, but his weapon looks really strange."
"What is that? A pickaxe?"
Yang Ling heard every one of those whispers clearly.
He had no time to bother with these newcomers who were about to