In truth, although the iron staff that Yang Ming took out was very thick, it was actually not as strong as it seemed. It was made of ordinary iron and it was the worst type among all mortal tier weapons.
If it met Lin Zhen's sword which had enough quality, even if Yang Ming was stronger, his iron staff might not be able to withstand the sharpness of Lin Zhen's sword. It was good enough if it just ended up crooked, but there was a high chance that it would split in two.
How ugly Yang Ming's iron staff could be seen even by those without sharp eyes.
Because of that, Lin Zhen smiled disdainfully as he looked at Yang Ming's iron staff.
Unfortunately Qin Tian would not allow something like that to happen.
While Lin Zhen was still smiling, he was suddenly shocked when he saw the iron staff. As that iron staff was swung by Yang Ming, it caused even the air it passed through to compress as if there was pressure pressing down on them.