Lin Hao slammed his palm into the armor, and it immediately lit up, erupting with a brilliant divine light.
The light made Lin Hao narrow his eyes instinctively.
The long spear in the armored warrior's hand, which Lin Hao had already sliced in two, suddenly transformed into a sharp longsword. It lunged for Lin Hao, fast as lightning.
Lin Hao had struck the armor, yet the warrior was completely unharmed. To see him launch such a sudden counterattack was unexpected.
Behind the armored warrior, many of the men from the Kan Long court narrowed their eyes, faint smiles touching their lips.
The attack was not only unexpected but also incredibly fast. They were certain Lin Hao would be wounded.
But Lin Hao disappointed them.
Lin Hao reacted instantly. He sucked in his stomach and shot backward.
Simultaneously, Lin Hao brought his hand down in a chop.
