Color drained from the commander's face. She fell to one knee, weakened by the sudden loss of blood.
"What just happened?!" Vespa covered the wound on the solar plexus with her hand, confused.
The previous attacks did not seem so amazing. Although his first strike across her body was formidable amongst his peer, the power was still considered weak in her eyes.
And there was no need to mention the other two following strikes. Their power was as soft as a floating cloud, so how could those attacks cause her to lose so much blood?
However, the confusion only lasted for a few seconds before a crimson light flashed against her eyes in realization: "So, it's the weapon!"
"Yes. Unfortunately, there's no reward for answering correctly. There's a penalty instead." Feng Luotian formed a hand seal. More than a hundred armaments appeared, floating above him. They were all kinds of sharp weapons: sword, dagger, ax, halberd, shuriken, spear, and many others.
