章 153: A storm

The elite slave soldiers that Wu zhanfeng had summoned were very strong, but the elite slave soldiers that Xia Pingan had summoned were even stronger. It was this difference that had caused the final situation.

When the final result of the three-on-three battle was revealed, only one of Xia Pingan's slave soldiers had died, while all of Wu zhanfeng's slave soldiers had already died.

Wu zhanfeng's face alternated between green and white. He clenched his fists tightly and his entire body trembled slightly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the elite slave soldier he had summoned had lost. Among the attributes of the elite slave soldier he had summoned, the strength was 16 points, and the intelligence was 52 points with the addition of three Holy prose points. Among the slave soldiers, these values were almost the highest. He had never seen anyone with higher attributes than his elite slave soldier.