"Die!" consumed by rage, he bellowed and charged directly at Long Yi. Long Yi was unflinching. Hadn't he won with his first punch? Why should he fear the second? But this time, Long Yi was wiser. Flaming red crystal stones quickly appeared around his body, protecting his fists, arms, shoulders, neck, and waist. These were the exact places that had throbbed with unbearable pain after the first punch—though Long Yi's self-healing abilities were extremely strong, who likes pain, after all?
The fiery-red Long Yi charged forward without hesitation, and his fist collided once again with the heavily armored soldier, causing the flaming red crystal armor to explode thunderously into gleaming fragments. But this time, Long Yi was not at the weighty disadvantage! The high-density crystal was far heavier than the battle armor! The roaring battle armor was sent flying backward with a thunderous crash, its patched parts cracking open once more!
Mahal knew today was likely his downfall.
