rced through Wang Xuan's chest, followed by a black spear. Then came the long sword…various attacks fell upon Wang Xuan relentlessly.“轟！”Finally, a silver soul imprint weighing tens of thousands of ji...the crowd's murmurings, a young man in black slowly ascended to the platform."Black Wind," Yang Chong stood opposite him on the battle platform. Wang Xuen stood with an air of tranquility, a faint smi...