"...If I can make it back alive this time, I must devote myself to mastering a battle-profession."
The light silver war scythe danced swiftly, transforming its silver blade into a full moon, attempting to push back the approaching giant.
"Clang!"
Another crisp sound rang out as the blade and flesh collided, emitting the sound of hard objects hitting each other.
Lu Ping'an, who was repelled by brute force, had a pale green boot armor that spat out steam. The hook lock beneath his feet forcibly dragged two small trenches into the ground, preventing him from being directly blown away.
"This power gap is a bit absurd."
Lu Ping'an rubbed his numb right arm, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
His basic physique had been boosted to the Upper Black Iron level by the Heavenly Boots, and the right arm wielding the weapon was equipped with Fang Wen's Powerful Dynamic Arm — an exoskeleton armor that only added strength.
