Half-Saint
Editor: Transn
On the Platform of Life and Death, Feng Zhilin only lost concentration for a moment, before immediately reacting.
Since he lost his sword, then he chose his spear.
He picked up a three-meter-long spear from the fourth level of the Weapon Rack, sweeping with his spear, and sent it whistling towards Zhang Ruochen at an angle.
Zhang Ruochen took a step back and avoided the metal spear. His body was as light as a leaf, floating back almost 30 meters.
"Wind Chasing Pace!"
Feng Zhilin sent his Genuine Qi into both of his legs and demonstrated Human Stage pacing of a superior class. It was as if both of his legs were wrapped in a hurricane, helping him catch up to Zhang Ruochen.
Chasing Zhang Ruochen with only five meters between them, he stabbed out with his spear again.
His Genuine Qi flowed out from his palms, through the shaft and towards the point of the spear.