Hearing that, Long Jie could not help but freeze. "Wasn't it Double Spear? How did it become just one long spear?"
"Holding a spear with both hands makes it Double Spear, doesn't it? Uncultured!" The burly man rolled his eyes at Long Jie. How could he not know something that simple?
Long Jie was speechless for a moment, but his heart filled with fighting spirit once more.
"Both sides, reveal your martial souls!"
The other side had already taken out his long spear, so Long Jie naturally did not hesitate. Seven Stars power appeared in his hand.
"The match begins!"
The moment the host finished speaking, Long Jie's eyes sharpened. In an instant, he appeared before the burly man, and the Seven Stars Blade in his hand came crashing down.
The burly man jumped in fright and hurriedly raised his spear with both hands to defend himself, successfully blocking Long Jie's Seven Stars Blade.
But Long Jie did not fight by the usual rules. He directly abandoned the Seven Stars Blade and kicked the burly man flying.
He clenched both hands into fists, raining blows down upon the burly man's face.
"I'll teach you to hold a spear with both hands!"
"I'll teach you to call that Double Spear!"
"You dare put on an act in front of Jie Ge? Die!"
Showing not the slightest mercy, his fists sent the burly man flying out of the arena. When the man hit the ground, his face had swollen directly into a pig's head.
The crowd below could not help but draw in cold breaths. Long Jie was truly terrifying when he got angry. Poor fellow—he had gone and walked straight into the line of fire.
"Zhuqing, didn't A Jie say not to hit people in the face? Why is he..." Jiang