Lu Tianfang handed over the Blood Drink Saber to Tang Jue, which theoretically wasn't a problem. But in practice, it was tantamount to playing dirty.
Today's match was a test of personal strength, yet he'd given his premier Earth Weapon to Tang Jue. What was that about?
With the might of the Blood Drink Saber, a full-force strike between the two would shatter Su Wuming's Coiling Dragon Spear in an instant. How could the fight continue then?
The surrounding Xuanjia Guards who were watching all started discussing among themselves, even booing quite a bit.
The Demon Cleansing Bureau respected power above all; win with honor and no one could complain.
But to win with external aid was a hollow victory, lacking in martial valor.
Tang Jue's face still bore a smile, unchanged.
This man had always been unscrupulous in his ways, caring only for victory whatever the means.
