The Eternity Short Spear snapped cleanly in two, causing all the force the Bug Emperor had put into the blow to land on empty air. The gleaming spearhead shot toward his shoulder, propelled not by Baldy's strength, but entirely by his own.
If he ended up stabbing himself properly, he would become a complete laughingstock.
His reflexes were extraordinary as well. At the critical moment, he threw his shoulder back and exerted force through his waist and legs, spinning in place along the direction he had been dragging.
Why had his enemy used such a fragile weapon? Even with all his battle experience, he was thoroughly confused.
The Eternity Short Spear had broken at exactly the right moment. Borrowing the Bug Emperor's own force after the break, Baldy found himself face-to-face with the Bug Emperor who had completed his spin in the next instant, less than half a meter apart.
This woman is hideous! Art was universal, and a sense of beauty had certain common standards. The Bug Emperor found Baldy's appearance as a cross-dressing woman utterly unbearable to look at. His temperament, clothing, and behavior simply did not match at all!
Faced with the Bug Emperor's vicious face and sharp fangs, Baldy also felt deeply uncomfortable. At such close range, he did not hesitate. He tightened his grip on the short staff in his hand and swung it at the enemy's head.
This short staff had been with him for a long time. From a xianxia perspective, it had been nurtured the longest. It was also easier to use than a short spear. No profound technique was needed—he just had to pick it up and smash with it.
"Duang!" Baldy brought the staff down on the Bug Emperor's head. The Bug Emperor was not Red Skull. He was a