The Humanoid Puppet saw the short sword's flashing light approaching, and made no grand movement, merely pointing gently at the silver shield before it. Suddenly, spiritual light flashed on the shield, and a corporeal shield several times larger manifested and flew out directly to meet the incoming attack.
Under Han Li's watchful eye, the sword light struck the shield without mercy.
With a loud bang, the white and chilly flashes interlaced unpredictably. The light shield, like a rock in a swift stream, stood immovable, blocking all the sword lights as if it had energy to spare.
Old Man Ku Zhu's complexion changed, and a hint of surprise flickered across the usually calm face of Han Li.
