บท 67: Eighty-Death Shield, That’s Too Savage

"Not good!"

Jin Chao's expression subtly changed when he saw so many rocks. Each of them was as large as an ox. If he got hit, he would be done for.

Jin Chao came down from the air at once. A Level-5 arcanist could perform a Royal Hover, but that was all it did—hovering instead of flying.

Hovering meant he could not go forward or backward and perform evasive maneuvers. 

If he remained hovering in the air, it would be a target, the sitting duck. It was a dumb idea.

"Do you really think you will be alright by landing on the ground?"

Ling Jiu sneered as his hand grabbed in the air then smacked toward the ground.

Boom!

The rocks, which were hurled at Jin Chao, suddenly turned back and came down at Jin Chao as a rock rain.

"Break that!"

As Jin Chao shouted, the silver skateboard under his feet broke up and turned into dozens of identical silver blades.