Is this subjugation!

Wang Zhong's heart was lit aflame. This was the CHF that he had always dreamt about! All of the exquisite moves made by every single soldier were formed by intelligence and experience! There was also the thirst for combat, enduring the opponent's attacks, as well as to feel the same thirst present within one's opponent!

Such feelings were undoubtedly the most stimulating and fortunate for any soldier.

He started to move!

With the stage, Wang Zhong had started to move, following the rhythm of the demonic music akin to a spectre. As he continued to move and sway, attack after attack whooshed past his body. There were those that scrapped his neck, and those that near sliced his eyes. Even the slightest ounce of a mistake made would result in a bloodbath.