About to Meet
When Qin Zhao beheaded Beiye Yituo, the entire venue fell silent.
Everyone rose to their feet, their eyes filled with utter shock.
With the strength of a Martial Venerable, he had slain a Martial Emperor Stage 7.
And a Guardian Jōnin-level Martial Emperor at that.
Something unheard of since time immemorial.
Yet Qin Zhao had truly done it.
No matter how badly wounded he was, this was nothing short of a miracle.
"Wooo!!!"
"Qin Zhao!!!"
After the silence came a roar that resounded through heaven and earth.
The crowd instantly erupted.
It was like a gigantic bomb exploding among the people.
Cheers, shouts, and cries of astonishment intertwined into a wave of sound that could topple mountains and overturn seas.
It nearly lifted the entire venue off the ground.
The livestream chat exploded even more wildly, comments surging in like a tidal wave.
"So strong, I'm tearing up!"
"Hohohohoho!"
"Thank my head!"
All kinds of amazement, praise, and worship flooded the screen.
Some shouted that this was the greatest miracle in martial arts history.
Others sighed that Qin Zhao was a true genius God of War.
And also a qualified male actor.
Some even directly predicted that Qin Zhao would one day dominate the martial arts world.
The entire internet had been ignited by this battle.
Its popularity instantly soared to its peak.
Yet amid this clamorous, jubilant atmosphere, Qin Zhao seemed to be in another world.
He stood quietly in the center, tightly gripping the broken War Halberd in his hand, his gaze somewhat dazed.
There was not the slightest joy of victory on his face.
The snapped halberd shaft was like a deep wound, stabbing painfully into his heart.
This War Halberd carried a different meaning.
In that instant just now, when the War Halberd