Bai Qingyan's gaze fell on Zhao Tong's entirely black, majestic horse. Zhao Tong instantly discerned Bai Qingyan's intention to attack his horse, and his eyes likewise fixed on the white horse beneath Bai Qingyan, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"First shoot the horse to fell the rider"...
It seemed this Princess of Zhen intended to knock him off his horse!
Zhao Tong's eyes gleamed with the certainty of victory. He raised his spear, thrusting directly at the white horse beneath Bai Qingyan before she could make her move.
In a flash, Bai Qingyan's wrist twisted. She swung her spear downward... The iron rod of the spear clashed, sparking against Zhao Tong's spear aimed at her horse. She forcibly pressed his spear to the ground, numbing his arm and causing Zhao Tong to drop his spear.