Zhen Shikai was followed by dozens of people, all Martial Students from the Noble Families of the 36 Aristocratic Counties, who had come to study at the Fu Wu Academy.
Zheng Ming couldn't really blame Zhen Shikai; after all, Zhen Shikai's spear was quite a decent Long Spear.
It was just that it met its match with someone's Ninth Grade Treasure Blade, and after too many collisions, it was broken.
"Zhen Bro is too polite," Zheng Ming stopped Zhen Shikai, who was about to bow down, and said with a smile, "Truth be told, I should be the one feeling ashamed. Zhen Bro's fine steel spear was a rare find, yet I managed to break it."
"A spear matters little. Today's battle between Brother Ming and Xu Jinhong has greatly enhanced the reputation of our 36 Counties," Zhen Shikai said with a bright gleam in his eyes. "Seeing those who used to strut around now sidling along walls when they see us, truly satisfying."
"Not just satisfying, but delightfully so!"
