No matter how agile and changeable the Five-Ring Saber was, once it was locked by Gao Xuan's five fingers, it was like Sun Monkey being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain, unable to perform any tricks.
Even the six wheels hovering behind Liu Sheng Wu Jian's head were instantly suppressed by Gao Xuan's unmatched power. The six wheels came to a halt together, their light flickering as if they might collapse at any moment.
Even Liu Sheng Wu Jian knew he was doomed, for he would surely die when Gao Xuan's punch landed.
Yet Liu Sheng Wu Jian, with an unyielding spirit, resisted with all his might despite knowing certain death awaited, refusing to give up.
In the face of a deadly predicament, Liu Sheng Wu Jian's tenacity was moving.
Gao Xuan somewhat admired this martial artist. Besides being a bit old, ugly, weak, bad, and devious, he was a very qualified martial artist.
To kill the opponent directly was also a form of respect for the Martial Dao and for the martial artist.
