In order to not lose the match, Colonel Daimoto had no choice but to resort to his ultimate weapon.
The powder in his hand was highly potent, anyone who came into contact with it would lose all rationality and commit acts of extreme madness.
And this drug was even more horrifying when it came into contact with a woman...
Thinking of the brazen woman in front of him and her impending tragic end, a smile crept up his face uncontrollably.
But as soon as his smile appeared, it froze the next second.
Because, for some reason, the powder that was originally aimed at Yan Ling was blown back towards him by a gust of wind.
Everything happened so fast, he had no time to react, he could only watch as the powder hurtled towards his face, his body.
Colonel Daimoto instinctively tried to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide on the spacious competition stage.
Less than a minute later, he felt as if his body was on fire.