1856 The Value of the Pill

"…"

Zheng Yang felt so embarrassed that he could wither on the spot.

It was in a moment of tough internal conflict that the other party's spear suddenly struck his eye, but that was not the worst.

He had accidentally released a small sliver of a fraction of a hint of his zhenqi due to the aggression, and the other party's spear had simply dissipated.

Mortal-tier weapons were simply too flimsy!

If it had been a Great Sage artifact instead… it would have at least taken a flutter of his eyelid to do the same!

He really should have controlled his strength better in the duel… but then again, he did not even exert any strength at all!

Deng deng deng deng!

With the spear dissipating, Mo Xiao leaped back in sheer horror.