Winner

Leng San held the runic hammer in his hand and slowly spun it like he was testing the weight of this hammer because he was unfamiliar with it.

“I’ve been wanting to test this guy. Your Heavenly Ash Fire Blade should be appropriate to test it with.” Leng San raised the corner of his mouth before charging at Zhuque Ming again!!

Zhuque Ming still did not understand Leng San's intentions very well, but since Leng San charged in, it was his chance to counterattack!! Zhuque Ming clenched his teeth, forced his injuries, and struck the Heavenly Ash Fire Blade at Leng San, who rushed in!!

“Die!!” Zhuque Ming pierced his blade forward.

Leng San was not frightened. He swirled the hammer in his hand a few times before hitting it at the sword!!

Boom!! The results of the hammer against the sword were obvious. Even if Leng San did not have the Dragon’s Muscle, the sword that focused on lightness could not do anything against the hammer from heaven!!