Xin Wuheng waved his robe and with the sound of lighting, the stones below him were cut into pieces that then formed a tornado. That casual wave of his robe seemed to disturb the wind. This was the most powerful move Xin Wuheng had used!
Boom——–
The two intense moves clashed heavily forming a miniature tornado.
That moment.
Only two blurry figures were seen and they were covered in dust. The spectators were like wooden chickens.
Strong!
So strong!
Everyone took in cold breaths. Compared to these two, every battle before it was like children’s play.
“It’s hard to believe that these people are only of the sixth rank.”
“The energy at the end was infinitely close to the Martial Master level… ” The important guests had seen more things and understood how terrifying Martial Masters were.
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.