"Right Arm War God, hurry up and destroy this stupid thing!"
On the stage.
Seeing that the inconspicuous metal lump had forcefully resisted the attack, it was far beyond the man's expectations.
However, at this time, he clearly did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
He stood up and injected power into his legs.
He pounced towards Li Yueming like an arrow leaving the bow.
Moreover, between long-range attacks and close-range attacks, he was better at close-range attacks.
In addition, his right arm could inject 80 tons of force.
The man did not believe that the other party could withstand such a huge impact.
..
Seeing this situation.
Li Yueming stopped pretending.
As a weapon for his own use and control.
The mech that Li Yueming was wearing was like a father and son compared to the wronged man's tattered right arm.
