The battle between the two of them grew more and more intense, their figures constantly intersecting and colliding.
Seeing that they still had not decided a victor after more than a hundred exchanges, Yang Zhengshan suddenly darted forward and arrived ten feet in front of Chai Wujie.
"Watch the spear!"
His body suddenly drew back, and the tips of the two short spears braced against the butt ends; the short spears turned into a long spear and shot out in a sudden stab.
The spear edge flickered with a pale blade, as fast as lightning, pushed to the extreme.
Chai Wujie's pupils abruptly contracted, and almost on instinct, he pulled back and retreated.
His reaction was very fast, and his speed in retreating was fast as well, but the spear edge was even faster.
In the blink of an eye, it had arrived right before him, stabbing straight toward his throat.
Such a fierce attack made Chai Wujie unable to stop himself from holding his breath; even his heartbeat seemed to stop. It was already too late to draw back his saber to block, and his instinctive reaction was to mobilize the Innate True Qi within his body.
Earth-yellow Innate True Qi gathered at his throat almost as if it had substance, forming a glowing cluster of light.
Yang Zhengshan's forward-stabbing figure abruptly stopped. He narrowed his eyes and looked toward that cluster of earth-yellow light.
The ever-victorious Thunderbolt Spear had actually been blocked!
Qi Armor!
This left him very surprised, but after thinking it over carefully, he felt it was also within reason.
Though Thunderbolt Spear was powerful, it was not an existence that could not be blocked.
That Chai Wujie could condense armor in an instant to protect his vital point showed that his control over qi had