"No way. How is this guy unscathed after taking a saber strike from General Tormented Tiger? This is simply impossible."
"Exactly. How did he do it?"
"Such an unbelievable elite exists in Flame Bulwark Tribe?!"
The people of Star Destruction Tribe were utterly shocked.
The Tormented Tiger found it hard to believe too. Then, he seemed to have thought of something as he looked at the armor on Atu's body. "This must be the work of those fabled weapons and armor refining techniques, isn't it? It's truly incredible."
He could see through the situation clearly now.
His opponent only managed to block his saber strike because of the protection provided by the armor on his body. Moreover, his opponent's cultivation level was obviously not as good as his own, but the fact that he could match his prowess was mostly thanks to that pike in his hand.
"Haha, this is all the saint's doings."
Atu patted the armor on his body and smiled.
