Soul Like Water, Great Chu's First!

Just one exchange!

The difference in strength was immediately clear.

The enchanted sword in Chen Zhiming's hand was jolted free, spinning as it flew away, disbelief written across his face.

He had devoted all his True Gang to defense—how could it have been as useless as a paper screen?

Swish—

The hands gripping the sword were drenched in blood, all five fingers torn out at the roots!

A flash of green light hurriedly surfaced from the sword, but before it could swell by much, the halberd blade, brimming with killing intent, slashed down across his waist!

Thunder roared, airwaves surged, and the figure froze in midair.

Boom—!

A second later, the terrifying shockwave finally came crashing down.

The hurricane swept through. Blood seeped from all seven of Chen Zhiming's orifices, and his body exploded in midair!

Flesh and blood turned to pulp in an instant, carried away by the golden mist and scattered throughout every corner of the spiritual world.

Before the spiritual world had even collapsed, the way the audience looked at Meng Chuan had changed.

Chen Zhiming's body had been blown apart by a single halberd strike. His death was gruesome, shocking almost everyone.

"Holy shit!"

Once they came back to their senses, countless viewers were dumbfounded. He had really been one-shot with a single halberd strike?

Meng Chuan had endured for so long before landing even one hit on Chen Zhiming.

And one halberd strike decided it all?

What a monster...

"He's dead! Chen Zhiming lost!"

"Chen Zhiming lost? Meng Chuan just got close, and he was defeated in a single exchange?"

"Meng Chuan is only a Martial Arts Master—why is his attack so terrifying? Chen Zhiming's True Gang couldn't block even a fraction of it?"

"He can fight too damn well! Meng God truly is our