Watching Wu Feiyu's figure fly backwards, Zhang Lingfeng didn't hesitate and quickly threw the long spear.
"Puff!"
The long spear hit Wu Feiyu's chest.
With a loud bang.
Wu Feiyu's body, pierced by the long spear thrown by Zhang Lingfeng, was nailed to the pile of earth that had collapsed.
His eyes were dazed, unable to say anything before dissipating into thin air under the system rules, leaving Zhang Lingfeng alone in the sewer.
The people in the two observation rooms remained silent.
Marquis Zhuge stared hard at Zhang Lingfeng on the screen.
Though Wu Feiyu was not his disciple, he was his student. That Flying Leaf Lotus Spear had already reached perfection.
Even if Zhang Lingfeng's spear technique evolved, it shouldn't have easily broken Wu Feiyu's defense.
Moreover, Zhang Lingfeng's spear skills, which seemed to have just reached minor achievement, somehow increased a few percent in mastery after a night's sleep.
