Deep down, Han Yu thought to himself: Has this guy gone mad? He has never seen someone like Ji Dong resist magic techniques in this way before.
Boom——
The huge ice sphere heavily slammed into Ji Dong's heart guard mirror on his Monarch Devil Yin-Yang Armor, shattering into icy particles in a deafening blast. Ji Dong's body careened back from the impact, flying off into the distance. Hurling through mid-air, Ji Dong spat out a mouthful of blood before crashing hard onto the ground.
