Drip!
A light rain fell from the sky, soaking the ground!
The Human Grandmaster staggered back several steps. Just as he drew a deep breath to counterattack, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
To his horror, he discovered that he had actually been injured. He had taken Zhou You's Spear-Sword Combination Strike just now—and been wounded?
What a joke. A Seventh Heaven Strong Martial fighter had actually injured him, a dignified Grandmaster!
The Human Grandmaster found it hard to believe. It would have made sense if the enemy before him had been Zhou Nanwang, but what sort of person was Zhou Daqian?
The surroundings were deathly silent. The watchers from every faction said nothing, equally shocked by Zhou Daqian's tenacity.
"Lone Swan" Ying Tianfeng had capsized in the gutter, and even the Human Grandmaster had been carelessly injured. This could no longer be explained away as coincidence.
"Zhou Daqian, hmm?"
Zhou You was also in a miserable state. The palms clutching his spear and sword had been reduced to ghastly white bones wrapped only in veins and tendons. Flesh and skin had turned to flying ash in the previous collision.
Below his wrists, there was not a drop of blood, not a shred of flesh, not a patch of skin.
Even the Strong Martial Golden Body enhanced by the Glazed Clear Gourd had failed to withstand the clash of the spear and sword. The rebounding force had nearly crippled both his hands.
"Heh heh!"
Zhou You was laughing. Though he had been gravely injured, the Human Grandmaster, his enemy, had not fared well either. He was injured.
If he wanted to injure a Grandmaster, how could he possibly avoid paying a price?
Drawing a deep breath, strands of flesh began to cover the joints of his hands. Flesh