"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out you are merely relying on a precious armor to protect your body. Watch me shatter this tortoiseshell of yours!" Mo Yang said, channeling the Word of Travel as he charged forward abruptly.
He said this deliberately, wanting to provoke the silver-haired woman.
If they were to engage in a full battle, although Mo Yang was confident he could defeat her, it would inevitably consume a considerable amount of energy. More importantly, that soft armor seemed quite good, and Mo Yang did not want to destroy it.
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