GASP...
An eerie silence fell over the crowd below the stage.
Although they had separated after a single clash, it was clearly just a probing exchange.
But everyone seated here was an expert in their own right. They could all tell this exchange was no simple matter. Feng Tianxi's attack this time was completely different from his previous ones. Had he shown this terrifying coordination earlier, it was doubtful anyone could have withstood more than three of his attacks.
And yet, such a deadly attack had been firmly blocked by Zhao Ci, who had even attempted to cripple the Wolf King in the process.
The spear, weighing over three hundred pounds, showed no signs of being cumbersome in his hands. Instead, he brandished it as effortlessly as if it were a toy.
'What kind of monsters are these?'
"Again!"
This time, Zhao Ci took the initiative and charged forward.
Feng Tianxi, showing no fear, met his charge head-on.
