Heavenly Sword Zhang Jie watched the scene on the stage, unable to help but clench his fist forcefully.
It was this strike!
In the virtual world, he had been severed by this sword technique three times in a row!
No, the strike Lin Rui had just made seemed even faster than in the virtual world!
What shocked Zhang Jie was that he still hadn't seen the full extent of that strike.
It was simply because the golden sword light exceeded the limits of his neural response.
"Even the referee couldn't block it!"
Zhang Jie had just seen the referee, standing five meters away, make a move to block.
But the reaction of the referee was still too slow, unable to block the sword for Tie Yan.
— This was a seasoned referee, a colonel and well-known gold medal martial arts coach!
Next to Zhang Jie, 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong's face was ashen.
"Such quick sword-drawing technique!"
So fast that he hadn't been able to see it clearly just now!