Lin Zhilun felt an incredible suffocation in his heart. Kneeling down to someone was worse than death itself. How could he kneel?
With a fierce resolve, Lin Zhilun mustered the nearly exhausted Spiritual Power within his body, condensing it into a Gang Qi Blade between his fingers. He let out a cold laugh towards Wang Xiaoqiang and then drew the Gang Qi Blade across his own neck.
Wang Xiaoqiang would not allow it. With a wave of his hand, he launched a Gang Qi Sphere, which struck Lin Zhilun's right hand and sent the Gang Qi Blade flying. "Hmph, you think to die? You must kneel before me even in death!"
Having said that, Wang Xiaoqiang jumped off the duel stage and walked over to Lin Zhilun.
Death being inevitable, no one prefers to die kneeling. Thus, Lin Zhilun frantically tried again to draw a Gang Qi Blade across his own neck.
