Life and death hinge on a single thought.
The speed of the blood-colored energy circulating across Xue Longtu's body multiplied severalfold. Amidst a flurry of clicking sounds, before Ning Wuque's attack could land, the energy condensed into a crimson breastplate, intercepting the impact of Ning Wuque's knees.
Even so, under the brute force of Ning Wuque's charge, the crimson breastplate emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds.
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