The tornado slowly dispersed, revealing Chen Luo, completely unharmed.
Feng Zhengqing was dumbfounded. Chen Luo stood there without moving, and even my ultimate attack couldn't hurt him?
This had to be fake. It was too unreal.
Sun Yu, Ouyang Lu, and the others looked at Feng Zhengqing with complicated expressions.
Feng Zhengqing shouted, "I lost control by accident! Sorry!"
Iron Head's waist had already been sliced halfway through. It pleaded in agony, "Don't cut out my kidneys! I was wrong! Iron Head was wrong!"
Why did that sound a little like Iron Claw's dying words?
Chen Luo couldn't keep Iron Head around as a sparring partner. No one could keep it under control, and he couldn't devote all his attention to guarding it.
Iron Head seemed to have exhausted its esper ability and could no longer resist. Chen Luo easily sliced through the remaining half of its waist.
Iron Head's body was cut in two, yet it didn't die immediately. Its upper body kept writhing.
It was a horrifying sight.
Iron Head wailed, "What a horrible way to die!"
Chen Luo panted heavily. Slicing through Iron Head's waist had taken a tremendous amount of effort.
With his current strength, Chen Luo could use Energy Pulse, but it definitely wouldn't kill Iron Head in one shot. It was an area attack.
The main issue was that Iron Head was two levels above Chen Luo. Killing it at all was difficult enough. He could no longer slaughter it effortlessly as he could enemies below level seven.
Propping itself up on its two arms, Iron Head crawled across the ground.
"Please help Iron Head. Sew Iron Head's body back together."
Everyone shuddered. What kind of monster was this? Its body had been cut in half, and it still wasn't dead.
Chen Luo couldn't