Feeling the chill from the spear tip, Wei Zhuang could not help but feel a trace of fear. Zhao Zilong's strength had clearly exceeded his expectations.
"Brother Zhao, show mercy..." Seeing Wei Zhuang lose so quickly, Han Fei was stunned. He ran toward Zhao Zilong and shouted.
Zhao Zilong had not truly intended to kill Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang's attitude had merely annoyed him, so he had casually taught him a small lesson.
A scornful smile curled Zhao Zilong's lips as he withdrew the Bright Silver Dragon Gall Bladder Spear. "Don't be too arrogant. Arrogance requires the capital to back it up, and your strength isn't enough."
Hearing Zhao Zilong's words, Wei Zhuang grew even more furious, yet there was nothing he could do. Over the years, apart from being defeated by his senior brother Gai Nie, he had never lost to anyone his own age. Even Gai Nie would never have defeated him so easily. He was all the more shocked by Zhao Zilong before him.
Han Fei stepped forward and looked at Wei Zhuang, who was half-kneeling on the ground. He did not know how to comfort him, as Wei Zhuang cared greatly about his pride. Turning to Zhao Zilong, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for showing mercy."
Zhao Zilong chuckled and stored the Bright Silver Dragon Gall Bladder Spear in his Soul Tool. "We're not enemies. I was originally planning to stop, but he was asking for a beating, so I had no choice but to reluctantly teach him a lesson."
Watching Zhao Zilong perform what looked like a magic trick, Zi Nu and the others were all astonished. Such a long spear had seemed to encounter a vortex in Zhao Zilong's hand, then been swiftly sucked inside.
Wei Zhuang was even