บท 242: Soul imprint

"Zhan Chen, I know you are holding back but I can't blame you for that. Face this last attack of mine. If you are able to defend it, then I will admit defeat", Li Huanwu spoke.

"Well, to be honest I am enjoying this fight. We can fight later if you want", Zhan Chen replied.

"Thank you for your consideration. Now prepare yourself", Li Huanwu spoke. Gusts of wind came out of his body as he raised his spear.

"Whirlwind dance of mighty spear", Li Huanwu shouted out and jumped into the air. A swirling rotating wind formed with Li Huanwu on the centre. Gusts of wind overwhelmed the other competetors as they found it hard to stand on the rock platform.

The swirling wind get stronger with each passing moment and finally it approached Zhan Chen when it was at its peak. 

A worried look appeared on the faces of Lu Mingxi, Zhan Qingyue and Kai Min when they saw Li Huanwu launching such an attack towards Zhan Chen.