I'll Help with the Last Move!

"Three moves?"

This time, even Jiang Yi's face became very ugly. General Yun's thirty-six person guards were Titled God Thearchs; they were all more or less as strong as Ren Tianfan. Zhang Danian was the same. It was already rather insulting for him to spar with them one-on-one, much less trying to withstand mere three attacks.

This was not just shaming Zhang Danian but all ninety-odd of them. General Yun thought that they were all useless imbeciles that were not fit to even carry the shoes of the Nine Yang Army soldiers.

"Great, great, great!"

Zhang Danian was extremely furious as he smiled, and a huge ax appeared in his hands. He said, "I will spar with one of General Yun's guards. How about you? If you can defeat me in three moves, I will kill myself on the spot."

Swish! Swish! Swish!