Chapter 67: People Don't Understand Themselves_1

When Li Xuan walked out of the Treasure Tower, he already had on the 'Red-Thunder Gloves'.

Even though Li Xuan had many complaints about it before the exchange, once he put it on, he was nearly let slip the phrase 'fantastic'.

The glove was a perfect fit for his skin, comfortable beyond words. Once worn, he did not feel any sense of foreignness, as if the glove was a part of his body and inseparable. It could even change color according to the wearer's mood, not necessarily having to maintain its current ostentatious gold hue.

Li Xuan tested it by slashing at it with his waist saber, but there wasn't even a scratch, not even a white mark.

It is necessary to mention that the waist saber Li Xuan used was not the standard version of the Liudao Division but a sharp sword he found from home. It is incredibly sharp and durable, the lethality of which can be compared to a low-level magical instrument.

Even this blade couldn't cause any damage to the 'Red-Thunder Gloves'.