"Such a strong Sword Intent! Such a strong Fist Will! Both of them...are truly worthy of the title Martial Saint!"
"Cheng Yufeng's Sword Intent is great, but Li Pin's Fist Will is even stronger! Is Li Pin really just a twenty-three-year-old martial artist who has been cultivating for less than ten years? It's unbelievable!"
"This move...did Cheng Yufeng...lose?"
"Evidently."
One competitor after another gazed at the upright standing figure on the Martial Arts Stage, their hearts filled with awe.
It took Cheng Yufeng, who was blasted away, quite a while to recover from the shock of having his Sword Intent smashed head-on.
"I...I lost..."
His lips trembled, seemingly unable to accept this reality.
Although he still had a bit of fighting strength, his sword was blasted away, his right hand broken, and his internal organs heavily injured by the strike. At this point, a do-or-die attempt...
In the end, it would only hasten his death.
He still had this much sense.
