James, seeing the attack, leapt to avoid the forceful thrust of the sword, as Feng Pinglang's blade pierced into the ground. With a slight bend, it fiercely snapped back, attacking upwards.
This was the ingenious variation of the sword technique, where the tip's snap added even more ferocity, and with Feng Pinglang's robust Inner Strength, James had no chance to evade.
"Swoosh!"
The sword pierced precisely into James's chest.
"We won!" "We won!"...
With the sharp sword penetrating the vital area of the chest, the opponent was undoubtedly doomed. The spectators in the venue started a wave of people; this international martial arts exchange finally ended with a victory for the Chinese side!
"That guy is done for! Master Feng Pinglang has won!"
"The damn foreign devil, finally defeated!"
"This time, who dares to say that our great China's martial arts are not up to par?"
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