"Leave these damned things to me!" Yang Pojun roared, brandishing his spear and charging towards the thirteen colossal skeletons.
Yang Pojun thrust his spear fiercely into one of the gargantuan skeletons. But with a slight ping, he was forced to retreat, his face grimacing.
The strength he committed to that single thrust alone had nearly drained most of his energy, even still, it only left a slight impression on the gigantic skeleton.
This revealed just how hard the skeleton's bones truly were.
Yang Pojun grit his teeth, his long spear blazing brightly in his hand. Faintly, the terrifying roar of a tiger echoed once more.
This spear was Yang Pojun's treasure, the Tiger Slaying Gun. Infused with Inner Strength, it could unleash the sealed Power of Tiger Slaying within the spear, an extraordinary force.
However, while the Power of Tiger Slaying was powerful, it was also a heavy burden for Yang Pojun. If used repeatedly, Yang Pojun would be entirely drained.
