Suddenly, Lu Chenzhou lifted his long spear, his right foot stomping on the spear's body. The moment the spear tip snapped straight, its speed was not much slower than a long whip slicing through the air; faint sonic booms echoed, a fierce gust sweeping away the fallen leaves on the shore as he struck upward!
The spear tip flashed with a cold gleam, like a flying dragon soaring through the heavens!
Midair, Wang Xian wielded an ordinary alloy long spear. His legs spread in a straddle, he glided through the air, bringing the spear down with the force of Mount Tai crashing down—simple but imposing, slamming it forth!
Bang!
After a violent clamor of metal, the two spears shivered in the wind. The rebounding force, enough for Breaking Stone, made Lu Chenzhou's tiger mouth numb and forced his figure into retreat.
