With his current strength, he could not only defeat a person but could also cleave off a corner of a mountain with a single strike!
The man in black armor foolishly took a full blow!
"You say you..."
Yang Ge pressed down with the knife in one hand while still holding the bamboo basket in the other, looking down at the terrified eyes of the man in black armor, and sighed, "Isn't it nice to be your little canary? Why do you have to fly out and see the world? Don't you know the world outside is dangerous?"
As he spoke, his legs whipped up a trail of afterimages, landing dozens of kicks on the chest of the man, who was unable to dodge while propping up the knife.
There was a series of bone-crushing sounds like frying beans, and the man in black armor's chest caved in to become as flat as his back on the spot.
