Just as everyone thought Zhao Xin was about to lose the competition, a reckless and furious aura suddenly burst from him. A will of defiance erupted, enveloping the entire Battle Platform and the nearby venue, converging all boundless momentum into this last spear thrust, a final desperate counterattack.
"Daluo Divine Spear Skill, Wounded Strike!"
As Zhao Xin's shout fell, at the moment he was spitting blood and thrown out, his long spear thrust forward, perfectly coating the spearhead in the fresh blood, merging with the rune that suddenly erupted, trailing a bloody light tail in the air, fiercely counterattacking Dugu Hao.
"Zhao Xin has not yet lost!"
Seeing this scene, there were immediate cries of surprise from below the platform, clearly unexpected that Zhao Xin could pull off a desperate counterattack in such a dire situation, and it seemed even stronger than his opponent's full force a moment ago, not to be underestimated.
"Just a last-ditch struggle, Holy King Fist!"
