A man borrowed the horse's power; the spear carried the charge's momentum.
Scott displayed an extremely standard knight's charging posture.
And yet, in the face of this, the two of them still looked as if they were strolling hand in hand, showing not the slightest hint of panic.
A spear-shaped circular mark resembling a Martial Soul Mark appeared on Quan Yi's right hand. Then purplish-red light and shadow flickered over his hand, and a three-meter purplish-red spear appeared in his grip.
Dragon and phoenix patterns covered the spear's body. The perfectly straight spear shaft connected to an equally straight Four-Edged Armor-Piercing Cone. Compared with Scott's Knight Lance, Quan Yi's Profound Yang Dragon Phoenix Spear looked far too thin and slender.
But precisely because of that, it made the spear's honed-to-the-limit sharpness stand out all the more.
Scott's gaze tightened. He could likewise tell that this spear was extraordinary, but precisely because of that, he had to pierce through his opponent with this first strike and give him no chance to react.
His body bent forward, his upper body almost merging with the horse beneath him, providing the most stable support for the long spear.
His spear shaft was longer. In this head-on clash, the advantage was entirely his.
"What a pity for such a fine spear-type martial soul. In your next life, I hope you run into me again."
Thinking this, Scott charged toward Quan Yi with the resolve to win.
However, against such a charge, Quan Yi accurately released his own murderous aura at both man and horse.
The bone-white murderous aura, almost condensed into substance, struck Scott like a surging tide.
However, at that moment, Scott also erupted with his own murderous aura, enveloping both himself and his horse.
Unlike the small fry in the tavern, Scott's murderous