Having passed the Overlord's test, Lin Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was the Tyrant Sovereign. If it were a sleazy one, his secret manuscript would have been a waste.
A figure character wielding a spear appeared on the current secret manuscript.
The appearance of the figure wasn't important. What mattered was the posture of wielding the spear.
The figure was a moving image, with many decomposed actions of wielding the spear. Each action needed to be executed with exacting precision; there couldn't be the slightest deviation.
Once there was a deviation, the effect of wielding the spear wouldn't be achieved, eventually failing to complete the star-pointing.
Lin Zhen squinted his eyes slightly and watched the vague figure wielding the spear, feeling his heart surge wildly.
He considered himself extremely proficient in spear skills, yet the first move of the Tyrant Sovereign plunged Lin Zhen deep into contemplation.
"This spear... it's hard to use!"
