Watching Huang Shuwen's body crumple to the ground, Zhou Yuanjue fell silent, a flicker of regret in his eyes.
Huang Shuwen had been a worthy opponent. Using the stimulus of the Heart's Desire Bursting Out to break through to the Holy and Bright state mid-battle was not something just anyone could achieve.
If not for the fact that one of his arms had been crippled in an earlier exchange, defeating him while his Spiritual Will was so stirred up would have undoubtedly come at a much steeper price.
To be honest, if it had been possible, he would not have wanted to kill him. In this era of peace, Martial Artists with such a determined will and natural Talent were becoming increasingly rare.
Unfortunately, this was a duel to the death. It was either his life or mine, with no room for holding back.
The scene was utterly silent. Only when Huang Shuwen's blood began to pool on the ground did the crowd fully react.
SWOOSH!
