"Hoo!"
Lingxiao was defeated; a portion of the Dragon Qi flowed into Li Zhexiong, seemingly extending the Little Loach Dragon Soul above his head!
"I accept your concession."
Li Zhexiong sheathed his sword, his expression shifting from hollow and emotionless back to bewildered as he spoke softly.
Having said that, he flickered and returned to his Secluded Dragon Platform.
"How is this possible..."
Lingxiao still hadn't recovered from the astonishing and decisive sword strike of Li Zhexiong's earlier.
He reached to touch his neck.
There was a damp sensation, and his neck also felt a tingling pain.
He raised his hand to see a smear of blood...
Just a little more.
He nearly got killed in one strike by this Li Zhexiong, whom he had always looked down upon!
If not for Li Zhexiong showing mercy, he might really have lost his head!
Only now did a wave of fear and panic surge through Lingxiao's heart!
This guy was a dark horse as well!
