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Bending at the waist, his palm infused with Inner Strength reaches for the golden gloves in the old man's hand.
Liang Hui was very interested in this weapon.
After all, it was a glove that could disperse lightning and hold his spear harmlessly.
And the moment of collecting the spoils of war was undoubtedly when Liang Hui was most relaxed.
A sharp roaring sound suddenly arose from behind the youth.
The blood-red sun that had risen at an unknown time loomed behind the youth, fiercely colliding towards him.
The air within a kilometer was instantly evacuated, and under the rolling waves of air, the mountains seemed to tilt.
Facing the sudden ambush, Liang Hui's expression did not show much panic, and his hand reaching for the golden gloves did not stop.
A bronze hue flew out rapidly from his chest, growing larger and thicker.
In an instant, a hundred-meter-tall and ten-meter-thick bronze shield emerged behind Liang Hui.
