"You asking me?" Wang Qianfeng, digging at his ear, glanced at He Mingxue with contempt written all over his face.
"Wasn't the Flame Sword something you taught him? You have the gall to ask me?"
"..."
He Mingxue was choked for words and couldn't come up with a retort.
The moment Wang Lan's blade severed the chains, Jin Cheng's expression finally changed. He hurriedly manipulated the Tungsten Iron wall, raising it to shield himself.
To Wang Lan, this move seemed like a classic blunder. The best defense is offense. Facing my advance, Jin Cheng chose to retreat instead of launching another attack to push me back? The moment Jin Cheng made that choice, he was doomed to lose. How could I miss such a golden opportunity?
With a flicker of his movement technique, Wang Lan instantly closed the distance to Jin Cheng's Tungsten Iron wall, fiercely thrusting his Flame Sword into it.
