Tuoba Feng couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at his own arms.
The Purple Gold Iron Rings were all severed, but he wasn't too distressed about it.
Although they were Mystical Weapons, with Tuoba Feng's status and position, forging another set wouldn't be difficult.
He just couldn't believe that he had lost to Han Zheng in the Heavy Water Pond, a place that gave him a geographical advantage.
At that moment, Han Zheng suddenly sheathed his sword and stored the Autumn Water Shocking Swallow into the Qiankun Bag.
Han Zheng's body radiated Beidou True Gang, and he looked at Tuoba Feng, "Sect Master Tuoba, continue. What are you waiting for?"
Even though the shattering of Tuoba Feng's Purple Gold Iron Rings meant Han Zheng had already won,
what Han Zheng wanted was for Tuoba Feng to be utterly convinced and sincerely accept defeat, not just the victory of this round.
Victory from weapon superiority was insufficient; Han Zheng wanted to subdue his opponent with absolute power!
