Chang Geng saw the sword of the old soldier had landed a few feet away. Taking advantage of having the barbarian's back towards him, he stepped forward and grabbed it. The tail of the sword sprayed out a thin stream of steam. It was an 'iron armor sword', but unfortunately, it had not been adequately maintained for a long time. There was no telling whether it could still be used.

When the barbarian detected the movement, he turned back around instantly but clumsily due to his armor. Ge Pang Xiao's mouth was agape -

Chang Geng twisted the steam support under the steel sword; the sharp blade started to rumble and spin in a circle, a burning scent filled the air. No one knew how many parts inside were already busted. Cheng Geng almost could not hold on to it, he shouted and slashed the large tree next to him.

Although the squeaky sword resembled metal scraps, it chopped down the tree with utmost ease. Before the barbarian could react, the large tree had already toppled over and crushed him. Chang Geng growled towards Ge Pang Xiao: "Why aren't you running?!"

Ge Pang Xiao's face was covered in snot and tears; he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Big brother!"

Not waiting for him to give one of his long speeches, the man who got crushed suddenly roared, violently cutting through the tree the size of a house pillar and hurling it out of the way. He was like an ox that had been provoked, staring at two vulnerable children in front of him with blood-red eyes.

Chang Geng saw this situation had taken a turn for the worse; he simply had to engage in direct combat now.

He took a deep breath, leaned forward, slightly squared his shoulders, clenched the sword in his hands, and got into a solid starting stance.

It's a pity that no matter how solid his stance was, it was useless. He just stood still when he heard a cracking sound, and then the steel sword was completely stuck. It creaked twice, sputtered out black smoke, and immediately became a pile of scrap metal.

Ge Pang Xiao quivered: "This is... this..."

"Move aside!" Chang Geng hissed at him.

Ge Pang Xiao wasn't called quick-witted for nothing. Upon hearing this, he instantly became a harmless meatball and rolled into the corner, staying perfectly out of the way.

The barbarian roared; he was about to use his pair of fists to smash this little kid into pieces.

Chang Geng bent his back and avoided the big iron fist that only grazed at the top of his head. He quickly darted through the cracks, passing by the veteran's body, lowering himself and removing the old soldier's steel leg guards at an incredibly fast speed.