With a flash of white light, Lin Zhen appeared on the stage.
Almost at the same time, a graceful figure of a girl appeared in front of him.
With a cold golden mask, golden hair, blue eyes, and a long sword in her hand, Chris slowly walked towards Lin Zhen.
"Chris...." said Lin Zhen.
"Let's not talk. Since we are on this stage, we are enemies, aren't we?" Chris said.
Lin Zhen quietly nodded.
"Now you represent Hua Xia, and I represent the European Union. Let's settle the score. I won't hold back at all."
Lin Zhen took out his Broken Jade Spear: "Neither will I."
"Clang!"
An unforeseen sword strike suddenly fell, its speed incredibly fast!
Lin Zhen's speed was not slow either. He raised his spear to defend.
Having just managed to block the attack, the sword in Chris's hand transformed into a storm of sword qi, a true sword qi storm like a torrential rain, enveloping Lin Zhen.
"Immovable like a mountain!"
