At this moment, Duan Mei was truly at a loss for how to react.
Duan Mei looked blankly at the robust man beside her, unable to find the right words to say…
Until Lu Ming calmly spoke up, "This thing is a little scary. My strike didn't have the desired effect."
Initially, Lu Ming thought that with his body strength surpassing that of a Level 7 creature, it should not be a problem for him to cut down a Level 5 small fry with a single slash, right?
But he had not expected that the vitality of this Flesh Mountain was so terrifying.
Even with its face sliced off, it seemed like it was still alive and moving.
"But it's also possible that I aimed poorly…"
It seemed that he only injured its face but did not hit its critical brain.
However, this was not important.
Seeing the enraged Flesh Mountain rushing towards them, Lu Ming raised his sword again.
Once more, he held it level… lift…
