Wang Dadong let go of his hand, revealing Gui Sang's bloodied face.
Gui Sang felt the world spinning, his entire body as if shattered, wanting to speak but unable to make a sound.
His eyes were filled with disbelief. He couldn't imagine Wang Dadong could be this powerful.
One move, just one move, and he was defeated.
This is the legendary China Divine Shield of the past? Unexpectedly, after so many years, he hasn't weakened at all—instead, he's even stronger.
Looking at the dying Gui Sang, Wang Dadong solemnly declared, "You can look down on them, but you have no right to insult them because they are the military soul of Huaxia!"
"I'm not killing you today, because you once made contributions to our motherland. Remember, the reason why they've ended up in such a pitiful state now is entirely because they protected our country. So no one can look down on them, even less insult them!"
They are the military soul of Huaxia! Wang Dadong's words resonated with authority.
