"The first group, prepare for the volley!" , Ice Giant Charlie waved his hand.

"Whew!" , The toy soldiers in the innermost queue raised the guns in their hands in unison, pointed at the heart of protection, pulled the trigger, and prepared to go.

For a moment, the focus of the audience was gathered in the center, and the soldiers held their breath, just waiting for the order.

In a small open space dozens of meters away from the field, a middle-aged man in his fifties was standing quietly, staring intently at the group of people in front of him.

His figure was extremely strong, a red turban was casually tied to his forehead, fluttering in the wind, a powerful aura emanated invisibly from his body, and the cold wind of ice and snow in the sky could not shake him half a step, but could only bypass him on both sides.

Hans's calloused hands clutched an oriental stick tightly, and about a meter in front of him there was a round stone that was not too big or small, which was his goal now.

Hans's legs were like two rocks, and at the same time, he slowly picked up one end of the Oriental stick with both hands and swung it into the air in a semi-circular arc, and the top of the arm, which was as hard as granite, was immediately exposed.

His gaze did not look elsewhere, but locked tightly on the stone, and at this moment, he was completely integrated into it, and nothing around him could interfere with his every move.

This scene is reminiscent of Michelangelo's world-famous sculptures, but Hans's pose is expressive beyond any literary work.

"Heh~", the energy of the martial artist's whole body gathered into his arms, and his gaze shot straight ahead, the unaware ice giant, as if he wanted to pierce it with his eyes.

"Smack~", with a crisp blow, Old Hans completed a dashing swing, the other end of the Oriental stick pointed straight to the blue sky, and the stones rose in response, flying quickly in a curve in the direction where the ice giant Charlie was.

"Bang~", the stone fell in a perfect parabola, hitting Charlie's huge head with unmistakable accuracy, and then bounced on the ground a few times.

"Huh?" Charlie scratched his head in confusion, then turned around to see what had struck him.

Then, he saw an old man standing not far from him, his left hand holding his middle finger up, and his right hand holding the tool of the crime, an oriental stick that temporarily served as a golf club, and his mocking eyes were enough to anger most of the creatures of the Arad continent.

For a moment, the ice giant only felt his blood pressure rise sharply, his brain buzzed with a muffled sound, and he immediately entered a state of madness without even needing to charge his strength, and his hard fists were even more crunched.

"Come and get me!" Old Hans took a few steps back and began to verbally provoke again.

All the toy soldiers stopped what they were doing, and looked at the old Hans in a stunned position that was less flat than the provocative puppet Shu Lulu, who lost the bottom line more than Shu Lulu herself, and was even more miserable.

Obviously they were in a cold place like the polar regions, and Yang Jian and his party, who were a few hundred meters away, felt a dazzling light like the sun, and the temperature rose in a straight line.

"Hans's ploy worked," said Yang Jian as he took off a woolen sweater, "and he succeeded in provoking the wrath of the toy soldiers and causing Charlie the Ice Giant to lose his mind completely."