Chapter 1581: Chapter 97: You Know Nothing About Power

The faint green light gently emerged from both sides of the dark gold short stick.

But it did not spread into the exaggerated double moon blades like before, only a few inches of green light, which seemed particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

"Did you damage my shield and war axe?"

With a powerful aura, Alva seemed to hear the biggest joke ever and laughed heartily.

"My bone gold battle shield can’t be bitten through even by the strongest star beast; you truly know nothing about the power of the White Armor Clan!"

"Hahahaha."

As Alva laughed, a kind laughter also arose among the surrounding crowd.

Because they knew Alva wasn’t exaggerating at all.

As the hardest and most miraculous bone gold.

As the greatest reliance of the White Armor Tribe, which could sit in the throat land with only a thousand people.

Since the weapons made from them were born, they had never been destroyed!

Upon seeing the reaction around, Nuonuo’s hands involuntarily twisted together.

As an heir to Loki Heavy Industry, she grew up exposed to various smelting materials and had a natural sensitivity to excellent raw materials.

From previous battles, she had realized the weapons of the White Armor Clan were unexpectedly tough.

Especially prominent among them were the weapons in the hands of elite warriors led by Isaiah and Alva.

From the first contact, she knew this material surpasses steel alloy found in the Federation in terms of lightweight, toughness, hardness, strength, and many other aspects.

It was a substance akin to both gold and bone.

Just being here until now, she didn’t know exactly how these weapons were made.

She only knew the White-armored Warriors valued their weapons more than their lives.

When those warriors fight against the beast tide and die in battle, their weapons are retrieved without exception.

This might involve the core secret of the tribe.

But since she wasn’t combat personnel, she hadn’t come into contact with it until now.

Therefore, she couldn’t help but worry about the escalation of today’s conflict.

She was not afraid Mu Fan would be defeated, rather, she feared the duel would escalate.

"Sir..."

Nuonuo’s eyes were anxious, and she couldn’t help exclaiming.

Mu Fan gently tilted his head, and their eyes met for a moment, nodding lightly.

Already irritated, Alva saw this and felt as if a heavy knife had been stabbed into his heart, nearly suffocating.

"What, did Miss Nuonuo plead for you?"

"No, she is worried I may not hold back."

Mu Fan’s succinct and powerful reply instantly made Lance and the bystanders catch their breath.

The response was simply...

Too demoralizing.

In a loud crash, Alva shot like a cannonball into the ten-meter-high sky.

His war axe turned direction, and the axe’s back smashed down heavily.

The ferocious momentum even made Mu Fan’s pupils contract, yet at this moment, he sharply pulled back his arm.

Countless ghostly green light dots emerged before him.

Redemption Second Stage - Thousand Fierce Rain!

At this moment, the light dots eventually transformed into ghost energy with terrifying destructive power.

Mu Fan stepped forward to meet Alva descending from above.

The two figures collided again.

Like a meteor hitting the ground, a layer of dazzling sparks spangled out in waves.

Mu Fan’s half-body sank into the ground.

At this moment, his icy smile bloomed again.

The ghost energy, despite encountering enormous resistance before that bizarre shield and being diminished to only one-tenth! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Yet this vividly told Mu Fan that the ghost energy’s restraint capability was still effective!

Alva frowned, staring dead-eyed at the shield instantly covered with tiny pits.

Those pits slowly recovered, but this was an extremely bad omen.

When the dark gold short stick in the opponent’s hand glowed with green ghost light, the attack intensity unexpectedly soared several times.

His eyes glanced slightly at the slightly reddish concave side behind the shield, and Alva thought of a plan.

"Again."

Mu Fan charged like a whirlwind, his dark gold short stick spun like a drill, instantly striking the shield.

But before the feeling of piercing the barrier came, the shield face suddenly lit up.

A sense of crisis arrived.

The air around the point where the ghost energy short stick met the shield momentarily twisted.

A violent kinetic energy rebounded instantly from the front.

That kinetic energy far exceeded Mu Fan’s expectation.

He felt as though several dozen Alvas were bombarding him.

The whole body was blown away instantly.

"Hahahaha!" Alva laughed heartily, finally unfurling his suppressed mood.

What was this peculiar thing?

Kinetic reflection?

Caught off guard, the fallen Mu Fan climbed up from the soil.

[Cannot directly attack the opponent’s shield, figure out a way to engage in physical combat.]

Mu Fan instantly had a plan.

But the opponent’s physical strength...

Preliminary estimates were absolutely beyond level 29, infinitely close to Ruan Xiongfei’s level!

If he didn’t activate the Six Forms state, he would be completely crushed.

The opponent’s neural response speed and power could fully match his burst.

Only by wearing the Dragon Rider War Armor, relying on that comprehensive boost in strength and speed, would Mu Fan have a guaranteed chance of victory.

However, his pride did not allow him to rely on the Dragon Rider in this strength duel.

Mu Fan eyed Alva’s crisscrossed movement patterns.

His eyes slightly narrowed.

If so, then let’s bring both parties onto the same level.

He’s not likely to fully activate the ghostly light scythe blade and slash at the opponent!

Ghost energy surged anew from the heart.

At this moment, it infused Mu Fan’s ears, nose, mouth, and eyes.

The flickering ghost green in his pupils made him like a wolf.

Full enhancement of the five senses!

In this moment, Mu Fan even felt the gentle airflow brushing against the skin, and the slight swaying of fine hairs.

Alva’s movements were still as clear in his sight as before, but he felt he could anticipate the opponent’s next move!

"Again."

This time, Mu Fan spoke.

Alva’s mouth stretched into a grin, his entire body charged down like a god of heavens.

The axe’s back with a strange curve slammed toward Mu Fan’s right side.

He wanted to break Mu Fan’s weapon.

But at that moment, Mu Fan lightly stepped half a step forward to the right, twisted his form, and the concealed short stick exploded forcefully, instantly striking out!

A clink.

Alva just felt uncomfortable wanting to vomit blood.

Just as his axe’s back twitched to change direction, it was suddenly swept by the short stick shifting in high-frequency speed and direction at the axe’s handle.

The place where the short stick hit just interrupted his exertion!

So his arm, swung out, was instantly blocked, his whole body landing missiles-like, gray-faced.

This moment, Mu Fan with a nimble posture lightly shook his shoulders, smiling slightly.

Six Forms - Cutting.

Against such strength-bursting but not enough intricate combat skill guys, Six Forms - Cutting was practically tailor-made fighting skill.

Alva glared with anger, adjusted and charged again.

Clink.

Boom!

Under the stupefied gaze of the tribe, Alva’s just-kicked right leg hadn’t fully extended when a remnant shadow instantaneously struck it, twisted him around, sent him flying, and heavily landed.

That scene was like... a ferocious tiger bound by chains?