The sharp spear and the fragile chest...
Anyway, everyone thought Tang Rao was about to be skewered.
Speaking of which, this kid really is foolish, why on earth would you be so rash.
Wanting fame is not achieved this way; you're literally joking with your life. You must realize, this is the battle of the Nine-headed King Tower; if you die, you die, no one's even going to pay for your funeral expenses.
If you were any less fortunate, no one would even collect your corpse.
"Bang!" In the next moment, a muffled sound came from the battle platform.
It burst loudly, like thunder.
Everyone was stunned.
Why was there such a massive impact noise? Shouldn't it have been the sound of the spear piercing into flesh?
Then, in the eyes of everyone, a spear broke into two pieces, flying up into the air.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The spear spun as it fell toward the bottom of the combat platform.
And Tang Rao's body did not stop, in fact, it moved even faster than before.
