Qin Wushuang flapped one of his arms with an abrupt shout. He immediately slammed the spearhead downwards.
With an explosive sound, the floor of the entire stage developed countless cracks like a spider web. Accompanied by the sound of cracking, it continued to spread everywhere.
Pointing the tip of the spear to the ground, with a loud roar, Qin Wushuang used all his strength to flip the stage. With another violent movement and booming sound, the entire martial arts stage had been forced into halves as if one had pulled apart a piece of giant cake.
A giant and deep ditch appeared.
Qin Wushuang did not stop as he leaned upon his ancestral giant spear and kept thrusting in like raindrops hitting the ground. Each time, the thrusts kept getting faster, as if he was driving piles into the ground.
