The Main Prize!

Bak– – 

When the sword in Zhao Kun's arms was about to be pierced through Lin Xiu, he stopped it with only two fingers.

Zhao Kun was horrified to see what was happening.

He placed more force with his left hand and tried to push the sword forward but he soon realised that Lin Xiu's hands were like a metal clamp. He couldn't even push his sword forward by an inch.

"You..."

Zhao Kun started to look awful.

This young man could easily catch his powerful sword with only two fingers?

Boom – – 

Then, before he could react, Lin Xiu raised his leg and gave him a good kick in the stomach.

Zhao Kun's body was like a kite that had been cut off from its string as he was thrown into the distance.

He landed heavily on a wall that was right behind him.

A mouthful of fresh blood came out of his mouth.

How was this possible?!

The remaining warriors from the elder's home were beyond speechless.