Ning Xuan frowned.
Wang Mingfeng must have examined the wounds of Wang Lin and the others; he knows how fast my sword is. Condensing Element Force into a long spear is definitely the smartest move. After all, an inch longer is an inch stronger. No matter how fast my sword is, if I can't get close, it's all for nothing.
At that moment, Ning Xuan sheathed his sword.
"What is he going to do?"
"Could it be that he knows he can't win and is preparing to give up?"
Amidst the crowd's confusion, Ning Xuan gave them their answer.
"I've already killed two so-called Profound Realm experts, so using a sword is getting boring. Wang Mingfeng, I'll take you on with just my bare fists."
Gasps echoed through the crowd.
"HISS! What did he just say?!"
"I... if I heard correctly, he wants to fight an expert of the Profound Realm's Fourth Layer Heavens with his bare hands!"
"This is..."
Wang Mingfeng froze, his voice bone-chilling. "Courting death!"
