Bei Wu's katana, swinging in mid-air, suddenly paused for a few seconds, and during this brief gap, Lin Chen deftly dodged Bei Wu's katana, reached out, and directly grabbed his neck.
"Crack!" accompanied by the crisp sound, Bei Wu's body fell to the ground.
The hall was deadly silent. Tian Zhong stared blankly at Bei Wu, who was lying on the ground, unable to accept the reality before him.
It was known Bei Wu was a master at the Golden Core Stage; how could he possibly die in Lin Chen's hands in a single round?
"Impossible, impossible, this must be an illusion!"
Standing nearby, Assassin was also dumbstruck by the scene.
It was known that Bei Wu was immensely powerful, one of the top figures in Huaxia, and yet, he had just died in an instant under Lin Chen's hand.
"Damn it, this guy is tricky!" An old man behind Tian Zhong stared at Lin Chen with a cold gaze, his eyes revealing a strange expression.
