Chapter 716 The Only Chance to Win

• Seeing this, High Keeper Mu Haisheng of the Medicine King Pavilion let out a long sigh in his heart. Twenty-one years ago, he never crossed blades with Lance Robinett head-on, and even now, that missed duel still gnawed at him like an old regret. Until today, he’d believed that if he went all out, he might not necessarily beat Lance Robinett—but he wouldn’t lose either. Worst case, it’d be a draw. Neck and neck.
• But one glance today, and Mu Bingyun finally woke up to a brutal truth: Lance Robinett’s level now was miles above anything he could touch. Forget one-on-one—tie ten of him together, and Lance Robinett would still crush them with one hand.
• That sky-covering strike crashed down like a world-ending wave. Eric Goodwell stood at the very bottom, swallowed whole by a curtain of water taller than a hundred yards, wiped clean from sight.