"Give it my all!"
Zhao Ping gritted his teeth, channeling his divine power wildly.
The long whip in his hand danced at high speed, and the power of the Ice River Language spell was pushed to its limits.
Even if he was to surrender, he couldn't do so after just one move; he had to hold on for a while.
This was Zhao Ping's thought.
Surrendering after just one move would indeed be too shameful, and he wouldn't be able to face anyone afterward, especially at the family gathering of the Ying Family, in front of Lord Ying Zhu.
Zhao Ping soon regretted it, regretting not surrendering immediately.
Because when he cast the Ice River Language spell again, attempting to block Jing Yan's Seven Luminaries Technique, he suddenly realized this time, the Seven Luminaries Technique he faced was different from before. It was still the Fourth Layer of the Seven Luminaries Technique, yet its power was fundamentally different, incomparable to the previous attack.
