Beat the dog when it's down!
When the opponent has lost an arm, why wait instead of pushing the attack?
Why throw out a few harsh words, act arrogant, and let the opponent recover only to be beaten down again?
Harsh words belong to the victor.
Arrogance is the reward of the victor.
Mu Fusheng understood this from a young age. With both hands open, nine ancient divine lightnings intertwined on Mu Fusheng's arms, seemingly transforming into Thunder Arm Armor, charging towards the Dragon Elephant Main God who had lost an arm!
"Hmph, don't be reckless!" The man in the Black Robe, wielding a longspear, attempted to step forward to stop Mu Fusheng. He stepped out, retracted his elbow, and then suddenly thrust forward, plunging his longspear towards Mu Fusheng!
A spiral spear force blasted towards Mu Fusheng!
At that moment, a golden light flashed, entwining the spiral spear force. It appeared harmless but visibly devoured the spiral spear force!
