As soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, he moved.
The nine elemental forces intertwined, and his speed reached the extreme.
Boom.
That Sword Qi was shattered by him instantly, unbelievably fast.
Even someone as strong as Zheng Rulong didn't notice that Qin Hao had already arrived in front of him.
"What?"
Zheng Rulong's expression changed, he had no time to react; Qin Hao had already clutched his neck.
This situation, to be honest, was very embarrassing.
At least for Zheng Rulong, it was indeed quite awkward, even thinking that it might be better for Qin Hao to just finish him off, saving him from such embarrassment.
"Still want to compete?"
Qin Hao asked, his expression playful.
Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, Zheng Rulong's face turned red.
Compete for what? With one move, he was caught by the neck.
It wouldn't be difficult for Qin Hao to kill him if he wanted to.
How could there be a competition under such circumstances?
