Hu~
Zhao Linlong’s figure trembled then spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell down.
Plop!
He used one of his hands to push himself up off the ground, the expressions of fear and unwillingness were still present on his face.
Lost!
He not only lost, he was defeated in ten moves.
Ten moves Xin Wuheng!
Could this not be broken?
“How could Brother Linlong lose…? It’s only been ten moves… ” Zhao Ling seemed as if he had lost his soul.
Zhao Linlong had been his god.
“Lost in ten moves?” Zhao Feng was surprised himself.
He had thought that Zhao Linlong would lose, but not in ten moves. At this moment, the others all stared at him like he was some sort of beast.