After hearing Fang Chenyi, Qi Xiaotian finally turned his attention to the fish spear in his hand.
Qi Xiaotian was just curious. 'No matter how heavy it is, it's still just an iron spear, right? How much can it weigh?'
Seemingly sensing Qi Xiaotian's thoughts, Fang Chenyi was suddenly struck with the urge to tease him.
With a flick of his wrist, Fang Chenyi spun the three-meter-long fish spear, performing a beautiful flourish with just one hand.
That's right. Just like an ancient greatspear, the fish spear was incredibly nimble in Fang Chenyi's hands as he executed a stunning flourish. It moved so fast that it even left afterimages in the air.
Qi Xiaotian couldn't help but gasp in admiration at the sight. 'His technique is even more impressive than what you see from actors in TV shows.'
And while he was still stunned, the fish spear in Fang Chenyi's hand suddenly shot out toward him.
