266, General Zhao, the enemy has been captured and awaits your orders.

"This set of iron armor is indeed very cumbersome on the ground,"

From the abandoned watchtower, Zhao Douan squinted his eyes, looking at the distant combat. When he saw the iron-clad Futu kicked backwards sliding like a locomotive, he couldn't help but inhale softly,

"Zhang Han and his group didn't lose undeservedly."

Although he had not advanced in rank yet, his perspective had widened through sparring with the Empress and his exchanges with the detectives of the Eight Halls had given him a deeper understanding of the power of a normal "Divine Chapter" realm martial artist.

At the moment, although he couldn't discern the subtle intricacies, judging from the power alone, this guy truly was a leading figure at the pinnacle of the Divine Chapter realm.

"Heh heh, it seems that even with just this one, he can't be taken down," Eunuch Hai said in a relaxed posture, as if watching a play.

Zhao Douan spoke indifferently,

"Do you really think all these people are just spectating?"