C112 If You Can Still Live!

"Of course, that's if the loser can still draw breath," the white-haired, scholarly old man remarked, casting a glance at the archer standing opposite Zhang Heng.

The archer seemed to ignore the comment, his gaze fixed intently on Zhang Heng. A grin spread across his face as he said, "I've heard you're quick on the draw. Many have failed to react in time and were bested by you with a single move