Qian Jin landed on the ground and stared at the spear in the Centaur’s hands. He was dumbfounded. “It looks like it’s not an ordinary Warrior Weapon! Most of my warrior power was cancelled out by the Anti-Warrior Power Array engraved on the spear!
“It’s a great weapon, but it’s wasted on you!” Qian Jin said to himself lightly.
But before Qian Jin could move, he heard the anxious war cry from the Centaur who was shouting towards the sky. It didn’t sound vicious; instead, it sounded like as if it was calling for help.
“Damn it! That thing is calling for reinforcement!” Qian Jin immediately knew what was going on. Centaurs usually lived in groups. Whenever one was in danger, they would call their peers for help. They weren’t the type of Demon Beast like the Three-Armed Ape that lived independently.
