"NiMa, is it trendy now to scream twice before a fight?"
Hearing Zhao Xin's roar, Qin Tian was speechless.
"A resolve to break the formation, with no thoughts of life or death... Why does this line sound so familiar..."
Qin Tian furrowed his brows, only to see Zhao Xin's spear already thrusting toward him.
If the former Tai Seng and Wang Dachui could be considered mediocre, then Zhao Xin with his large silver spear truly had some skills.
This guy's fighting style was completely reckless, his large silver spear could grow longer or shorter, extending and retracting, moving like a flood dragon spitting fireballs, still as a turtle spitting saliva, attacking fiercely, with a flow that seemed like mercury spilling on the ground!
With a spear to the left, a spear to the right, taking advantage of the weapon's length, Zhao Xin actually posed a considerable threat to Qin Tian.
