Qiongqi lowered its head, staring at the massive wound on its abdomen with a hint of shock and fear in its eyes.
Just now, it had clearly seen that inconsequential human adjust the angle of attack of that strange weapon deliberately right before striking.
If the opponent hadn't made that move and had instead targeted its head with that attack, would it have been able to block it?
Qiongqi wasn't sure.
But it could clearly sense that the blow it had just received was definitely at the Tenth Order Peak Level.
An attack of this magnitude, even if it were in its perfect state, would cause not insignificant injury if hit.
Now that it had recovered only to the Ninth Order Mid-stage, if it had been hit in the head just now, there was a ninety percent chance it would have died on the spot.
This realization wasn't just on Qiongqi's mind, the myriad of subordinates watching the battle could also see it clearly.
