"Who won?"
The audience was watching the live broadcast anxiously. They all wanted to know who would win
and who would lose.
Whoosh!
The yellow smoke in the sky dissipated, and immediately two figures appeared in front of everyone.
Jia Zhijie was holding a long sword, and his whole body was covered in blood. His right hand that
was holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the tip of the sword was pressed against Xia
Ping's chest.
At this time, Xia Ping's defensive Qi shield had collapsed inch by inch, and it completely
disappeared.
However, this sword stopped three inches before reaching Xia Ping's chest, and it had no way to
get close to his body.
Due to the terrifying power of the swordsmanship, the three-foot green peak immediately shattered into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, turning into scrap metal.