Moreover, propelled by his profound inner strength, the bronze sleeve flew out like a meteor, tracing a dazzling light in the air and accurately hitting a target fifteen feet away. Even more troubling, the bronze sleeve was attached to a flexible cord; once it hit the target, the cord retracted, and the sleeve swiftly changed direction to strike the target's vital points again, making it impossible to defend against.
The trajectory of the bronze sleeve in the air was like a deadly serpent, ready to launch a lethal strike at any moment.
Xiang Yushan's command was like a life-ending talisman.
Lv Yuan, the burly, rosy-faced Jinyi Guard, was filled with regret at that moment, his eyes revealing boundless remorse.
He bit his lower lip tightly, his teeth almost drawing blood, his fists clenched so hard that his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.
