Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Following three drum beats.
The closely shut gates of Great Shang opened once again.
There appeared Nezha, in Lotus Battle Armor, small in stature like a child, charging out of the gates with an imposing aura.
Then, with a stern face, he performed a sequence with the Red Tassel Spear and fiercely shouted, "Halt!"
"I am Nezha, the third son of General Li Jing of Chentang Pass!"
"Who dares to face me in battle?"
Despite being just a child, his movements and tone of voice were exceptionally on point.
With eyes closed, one could indeed savor a certain flavor.
However!
Due to his youthful and adorable appearance, the opponent was not intimidated by his demeanor but instead burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Has Great Shang run out of people? Sending out just a little kid!"
"Hey, kid! If you want to live, get out of here, this is a battlefield, not a place for children to frolic!"
"Go back to your mother and drink milk, hahaha!"
