C184 The Wheel Battle

Zhao Xin was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He knocked his opponent off the stage with a single strike, then he stood on the Devouring Immortal Blade and panted heavily.

Gu Changjian looked at Zhao Xin, who was getting weaker and weaker, and laughed with a ferocious expression on his face. Damn stinky kid, he must have run out of strength.

Of course, Zhao Xin was just pretending