Little Black Hand, You're So Arrogant

Mo Wufeng leaped high like a furious grizzly bear, his terrifying heavy-sword Intent crashing down like Mount Tai.

The Controller had nowhere to dodge.

Boom!!

Within a radius of more than twenty meters, the ground collapsed as if struck by a massive meteorite from the heavens!

It formed a steep, enormous crater!

At the center of the crater, the Controller knelt on one knee, a massive heavy sword still pressing down on his shoulder.

Mo Wufeng panted heavily, clearly having expended a great deal of strength with that strike alone.

The heavy sword was viciously embedded in the Controller's shoulder and neck, leaving Mo Wufeng nearly face-to-face with him.

"Was it you who wanted to destroy this place?"

Mo Wufeng's gaze was fierce as he asked coldly.

"Rangers, fleas trying to break the rules of the walls! You are very annoying!"

Silver light flashed in the Controller's eyes as he replied indifferently.

As he spoke, the Controller suddenly raised a hand and grabbed for Mo Wufeng's throat.

But Mo Wufeng seemed to have already seen through the attack. He raised his hand first and caught the Controller's wrist.

Bang!

In an instant, veins bulged across Mo Wufeng's thick arm like coiling snakes, while his muscles swelled like boulders!

The Controller slowly tilted his head, looking somewhat puzzled at Mo Wufeng, whose face had gone red with effort.

Apparently not expecting his opponent to be able to wrestle with him, the Controller grew interested and reached for Mo Wufeng's throat again.

Mo Wufeng's entire body trembled faintly from exertion. He clenched his teeth like a wrathful vajra, one hand pinning down the Controller, the other pressing the greatsword downward. At the same time, he forced himself to his feet with both legs.

As though he intended to crush the Controller into