Shihui Cactus seemed unsurprised by the outcome, a long cactus grew from the palm of his hand, thick at the front and tapering towards the back, resembling a baseball bat bristling with dense nails.
A sword blade swung, and a black shadow flashed out from behind Yang Yu, merging into his sword blade.
Both sides, as if in tacit agreement, ran towards the center of the arena at the same time. The audience could already imagine the scene where the weapons of the two combatants would collide; they thought...
At least, at that moment, they thought Yang Yu had the Strength to match Shihui Cactus.
Unfortunately, reality is counterintuitive.
The difference in Strength between them was clearer to Yang Yu than to anyone else present.
Just as their weapons were about to clash, Yang Yu suddenly retracted his half-swing sword blade and lifted his left hand to raise his shield,
"Shield Counter."
