Zhao Gang trembled violently, his eyes filled with utter madness and despair. His once-crimson eyes were now shot through with blood.
He felt the Power of Regeneration inside him instantly extinguish. He watched his health bar on the panel steadily drop by 2% per second, with no sign of recovery.
Zhao Gang's mental defenses completely collapsed. He gripped the Shadow Battle Blade tightly in both hands, his roars filled with hysterical desperation as he asked the one question nearly every PVP player asks when faced with a hopeless situation:
"Are you fucking cheating!?"
Qin Feng grinned, his expression completely unconcealed. Instead, it radiated an extreme, ostentatious arrogance as he taunted him playfully:
"Yeah! I'm a cheater! What's up? You got a problem with it?"
He advanced slowly with his Beheading Sword, its tip still gleaming with the golden Holy Light from a Sigmar Combat Priest. His eyes were full of amused contempt.
