Enveloped by the chains of killing intent, Zhao Tieshan felt a chill sweep over him. It was as if every inch of his flesh and bone was being pricked by icy needles.
"I surrender!!" No matter how unwilling or resolute he had been before, he still chose to submit when truly faced with a life-or-death crisis.
Seeing this, Qin Ya withdrew his killing intent. Without a second glance at Zhao Tieshan, he turned and left. Only then did the spectators snap back to their senses, gasping in shock.
Heavens, two strikes.
One strike to sunder the wall of blades, a second to shatter the Divine Armor!
To defeat Zhao Tieshan with just two strikes... such strength was beyond everyone's imagination. Even Leng Qiushan and Luox Xinyu were shaken to their core.
This was especially true for Leng Qiushan. He knew that if he were to face Zhao Tieshan himself, he could never have won so easily. A bitter struggle would have been inevitable.
But for Qin Ya, it had been effortless.
