"This kind of sparring is a bit boring." Ning Zhuo allowed the Silent Thunderbirds above his head to be mostly destroyed. Deep down, he felt quite bored.
"Zhou Zeshen initiated this sparring to get closer to me."
"During the first exchange, he intentionally lost and held back, giving me the advantage and saving face for me."
"In the second exchange, I should reciprocate and let him show off a bit."
"Oh?"
At that moment, Ning Zhuo's eyes lit up as he saw Zhou Zeshen take out his White Tiger Strong Rushing Vehicle.
"So, Brother Zhou, you also found it boring and decided to add some fun..."
"Very well."
"Now is the perfect time to let it shine."
Ning Zhuo touched his storage waist belt.
With a flash of light, a giant snake appeared before him.
The snake was about fifty feet long, with a girth of about one and a half feet, entirely red, wooden, with eyes made of red crystals. It coiled like a giant log, exuding a majestic presence.