Tan Zhongli
Editor: Larbre Studio
"Even if you have Ten Saints Blood Armor, you're not my match."
Tan Zhongli was furious when he saw the bloody armor worn by Zhang Ruochen. He rushed out and tried to stab Zhang Ruochen's neck with an iron spear as thick as an arm.
The neck was a relatively weaker location of the Ten Saints Blood Armor.
Zhang Ruochen didn't even try to dodge it. He utilized the Holy Qi in his body and infused it into his boxing glove. He slapped and hit the tip of the iron spear.
That iron spear was only a weapon of the true treasure class, which was a standard weapon for void world warriors. There was no way that it could withhold the power from Zhang Ruochen's palms.
Peng!
The iron spear disintegrated into seven parts and flew out.
Tan Zhongli didn't expect to kill Zhang Ruochen with merely an iron spear. Just as the iron spear cracked, he clenched his fist, which gleamed with silver light.