It should be pointed out that the armour of the Green Nightmare Army was of military supreme-grade. Each of them incomparably hard and impervious to ordinary weapons. Their armour had been specially forged to deal with the Demon Clan's sharp claws and teeth.
Yet, it was this virtually indestructible armour that yielded like a soft piece of tofu under Yang Jian's trident.
For a moment, a deep hush fell upon everyone.
Only the person who was sent flying emitted a painful moaning while collapsed on the ground.
"Next, whose turn is it?" Ji Fengyan called out in the midst of that silence. Her merry eyes fell on Hu Sisheng's pale face.
Hu Sisheng's looked extremely ill. Being defeated by Ji Fengyan might be justifiable, but now… if he tried to find an excuse for this, it would only lead to more ridicule by the others!
