With his Sunlight Wheel in Both Hands, Wang Lan slashed down the instant Duan Ziqi's dagger attacked.
Even with his dynamic vision, Wang Lan could clearly see the rapidly changing expression on Duan Ziqi's face: terror, bewilderment, disbelief.
If Wang Lan hadn't held back, this Solar Wheel strike could have beheaded Duan Ziqi. In an instant, Wang Lan's Solar Wheel slightly trembled, shifting at an angle and brushing past Duan Ziqi.
The scene froze, as if in a time replay, the previous image once again appearing before everyone's eyes.
Only this time, their positions were swapped, and there was something slightly off about Duan Ziqi's appearance...
Duan Ziqi originally sported a buzz cut with spiky hair, but having been grazed by Wang Lan's Solar Wheel, he was now prematurely balding.
"You've lost," Wang Lan said indifferently, turning to walk toward the stands.
If I hadn't shown mercy with that strike, it wouldn't have just been his hair taken off, but his head.
