The spear was thrust towards Xin Wuheng’s left shoulder. Xin Wuheng was expressionless as he raised one finger.
Dang!
The simple finger managed to hit the weakest part of the spear tip and a powerful and chaotic Inner Strength flowed through the spear into Zhao Ling’s body.
Zhao Ling immediately felt his blood boil.
“Let go!”
Xin Wuheng swept his hand and unparalleled inner strength hit Zhao Ling making the latter spit out blood.
Clang!
The spear flew out of Zhao Ling’s hand as he landed on the ground.
Zhao Ling was instantly defeated by one finger touch and one palm. This scene made many geniuses’ heart jump, yet it was within expectations. After all, Xin Wuheng came first at the last summit, and even Zhao Linlong could achieve the same results.
Inside the Zhao family pavilion.
Zhao Feng’s face was solemn, he had seen the whole fight with his left eye. Every move that he used seemed to be simple and casual, yet they would hit Zhao Ling’s critical point as if he had the same ability as his left eye.
Furthermore, Xin Wuheng’s attack seemed to follow some kind of law that was too profound for him. It was similar to the attack the mysterious girl had back within the canyon, but the feeling from the mysterious girl was tens of times stronger.
“Brother Linlong you recover a bit more, I’ll go and force him to use his full strength.” Zhao Chi’s eyes twinkled as he lept onto the area.
“Attack.” Xin Wuheng still stood expressionless.