Lin Zicong's charge was not some ancient martial arts move, but a combat technique used in the military.
Simple, direct, fast.
However, Lin Zicong had completely gone insane.
His attack was absolutely a survival tactic in a desperate situation, disregarding everything. He was like a jilted gambler, who had lost his mind and staked his life, making a last desperate attempt!
An extremely chilly aura burst from Lin Zicong, wrapping around Xuanyuan Lingyun like a deadly snake.
Xuanyuan Lingyun was completely horrified!
The True Qi in his body, even his blood, felt as though it had been frozen solid!
Before stepping onto the stage for the fight, various mysterious moves of the ancient martial arts and killer moves had already flashed in Xuanyuan Lingyun's mind. He had believed that he was sufficient to withstand all of Lin Zicong's attacks, and could easily tear through him.
