Three minutes later.
"Bang..."
Dong Shan, clad in the Wind Eagle Armor, was sent flying backward in a sorry state, crashing to the ground and rolling to a stop at Zhang Yida's feet, black smoke rising from his body.
"Slurp..."
Zhang Yida took a sip of instant noodle soup and shook his head in disbelief.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I was just saying, and you actually dared to smash his chessboard. That guy loses all sense of logic when he loses a game."
"Click..."
Dong Shan, unwillingly forced into armor fusion, had a bruised face and an unpleasant expression.
"It's not the Snow Mastiff Armor. Be careful."
Zhang Yida was stunned, "If it's not the Snow Mastiff Armor, what could it be? Could it be that guy...?"
Before he finished his sentence, a massive explosion rocked the chess hall. Amidst the flying debris and concrete, a silver-white figure let out a miserable scream and was sent flying, coincidentally crashing into the stunned Zhang Yida.
"Pfft..."
