558 3 Strike

The tap landed directly on Drillmaster Layards joint. It was not random, Abel had calculated the spot in which Drillmaster Layard's combat qi had traveled, and this joint was open in that slit of the moment.

"Don't!" The Fire magic sword of Drillmaster Layard's hand dropped to the ground.

All of this happened in a flash, but Drillmaster Cooper could still see it very clearly outside of the magic suppression circle. As Drillmaster Layard was unleashing his strike, Abel gently stepped forwards and gave his arm a little lift.

Afterward, Drillmaster Layard's arm struck upon Abel's sword handle. All of this seemed like a coincidence, but Drillmaster Cooper wouldn't believe it. That was a head commander. Even a normal person with a hammer would not make them drop their sword.

However, more confusion was to come. Drillmaster Layard was exploding with fire combat qi. He had dropped his sword, but it still wouldn't stop him from using his hand to grab Abel.