Lin Zhen killed three junior War Generals with one spear, establishing his authority instantly. However, he was unable to withdraw his Black Dragon Spear from their bodies immediately.
Several nearby junior War Generals, who were initially frightened, saw the opportunity and rushed in shouting.
"His spear is stuck, let's go!"
"Great chance, Lin Zhen, you're mine!"
Lin Zhen didn't attempt to pull out the Black Dragon Spear just yet, as there was no time. He pushed off the ground with his toes; the frozen hard ground was left with a deep pit as he launched forward like a cannonball.
Instead of clashing with the swiftest person, Lin Zhen passed by his side. The Martial Artist behind him hadn't even extended his sword when Lin Zhen arrived with a rapidly enlarging fist in view.
"Bang!"
With a gush of blood, Lin Zhen's punch broke the junior War General's neck!
After the successful punch, Lin Zhen tilted his body slightly; a steel knife passed close by him, narrowly missing him.