Roger ignored the words that came after Yan Luo's statement.
'Save'?
Why would he need saving?
As powerful as he was, why would he need to be saved by a weakling!
The massive mecha swung its fist towards Yan Luo, and Yan Luo swung his fist too, ready to confront the mecha head-on.
A mecha at least fifty meters tall clashing against a tiny human—anyone would instinctively think the mecha should win this battle, right?
Common sense would say so.
But Yan Luo was no ordinary person!
Yan Luo's minuscule fist shattered the mecha's fist on impact; the intricate machinery exploded instantly, sending shards everywhere.
Forward!
Forward!
Forward!
Yan Luo kept attacking along the mecha's arm, dismantling the gigantic machine piece by piece, relentlessly destroying the steel giant surrounding the cockpit.
The massive jaws of the cockpit shattered, exposing a small robot with short limbs. Yan Luo didn't hesitate at all, launching his attack swiftly.
