A King's Weapon was an exceptionally terrifying weapon. Even if only a fraction of its power could be unleashed, it was enough to sweep away all opposition.
"There's no way Lin Xuan can withstand that."
"Yeah, who would have thought? Situ Hang actually has a King's Weapon!"
"It just goes to show how deep the Fire Dragon Sect's foundations run."
"Young Master Lin is probably going to lose."
"It wouldn't be an unfair loss."
"He's already defied the heavens just by getting this far."
"As long as he escapes and survives, his future will be limitless."
"What?"
"He didn't run away!"
The crowd exclaimed in shock. In their eyes, now that his opponent had brought out a King's Weapon, Lin Xuan would surely turn and flee. With his strength, escaping should have been no problem.
But in the end, Lin Xuan didn't flee at all.
"Heavens, what is he thinking!"
"Does he actually intend to face a King's Weapon head-on?"
"Has he gone mad?"
