Jiang Chen was entirely calm as he glanced at the frenzied Mad Fiend. None of his opponent’s scary expressions and gestures disturbed his heart.

“Eat this, kid!” The crazy old man produced a golden walking staff in his hand. On one side was a crescent, the other a square spade. Both ends were as untamed as the weapon’s owner.

A wave of the staff produced a burst of light, almost blinding Jiang Chen with radiance. However, he was quite familiar with this kind of dazzling attack. His magnetic golden mountain could do something quite similar....