Qilin took a deep breath, staying where he was as his body quickly turned metal—he had used Iron Skin from the living puppet Wang Weiyan.0

Not gonna run? Might as well!0

Wang Zikai clenched his fists.0

Now all metal, Qilin swung his fist to meet Wang Zikai’s punch. The collision of their fists made tremendous energy ripple outward.0

At the end of the day, Qilin was still more of a spellcaster than a fighter. While he was buffed with the many Talents from the living puppets and the energy supplied by Lord of Puppets, he still fell awfully short facing Wang Zikai—the top physical fighter, bar none.0

The impact shattered...0