"I told you, no matter how much strength you hide, today you are destined to die."
Wielding the Divine Weapon, Prince Yu looked at the already exhausted Wang Junze and mocked once more, "What does being a genius matter? Your so-called talent is insignificant before me."
"Die!"
With a trace of excitement in his eyes, Prince Yu took a step forward, once again unleashing the power of the Divine Weapon in his hand, slashing fiercely toward Wang Junze.
Having continuously used the strangulation and endgame sword techniques, Wang Junze was indeed out of strength, and even though Prince Yu's strike wasn't particularly powerful, he had no strength left to resist.
Everyone present couldn't help but feel a slight pang in their hearts, as if they were already seeing the scene of Wang Junze's blood splattering on the spot.
It wasn't that they were particularly partial to Wang Junze, but witnessing a talent fall in such a manner evoked an indescribable sigh.
