The Puppet's strike was as heavy as a mountain and as fast as lightning. Just as even the Fourth Hall Master shook his head, a golden light suddenly erupted from Zhaang Ye's entire body. With this burst of golden light, Zhaang Ye's Heavy Saber actually managed to block the Puppet's blow head-on, not retreating even half a step!
"Hm?"
Seeing Zhaang Ye's performance, a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of all four Hall Masters.
None of them had expected that Zhaang Ye, who did not look particularly sturdy, could block a strike from the Puppet weighing tens of thousands of pounds head-on.
While the four Hall Masters were still marveling in secret, Zhaang Ye made his move. He suddenly shot out his free hand, landing a punch on the Puppet's body.
With that punch, the four Hall Masters clearly saw the Puppet's sturdy body slightly deform. The light in its eyes also dimmed a little from the blow.
