"Humph! How many can you block?"
Le Yao, seeing her red silk staff being blocked, immediately showed a hint of anger on her small face. She pointed with her finger, and another red silk cloth transformed into a staff, smashing towards Master Chang.
"President, save me!"
Master Chang looked at the incoming staff with great momentum, letting out a miserable howl. His body was bound by the red silk, leaving him no way to dodge.
The president of the Glory Association opened his mouth, and a large, pitch-black iron block flew out, blocking Le Yao's staff. Then, the soft sword in his hand suddenly straightened, flicking away another red silk staff.
"Open for me!"
After finishing all this, the president of the Glory Association swung his soft sword with all his might, slashing towards the red silk binding Master Chang.
"In your dreams, I'll gift you a head instead!"
