Under the public's watchful eyes, Guo Jian's face had turned as dark as it could get. At this moment, Lin Zhicheng's staff technique had reached its pinnacle, the staff shadows enveloping him like a canopy, impenetrable like water on a duck's back. Clearly, the staff technique this person had learned leaned towards defense. If he couldn't break through it, he would certainly be exhausted to death by it.
Lin Zhicheng's face was full of confidence. He was already certain that the opponent couldn't break his defense, and at this rate, the battle would definitely end in his victory.
Some bystanders had also noticed the problem. Qin Yuesheng was somewhat astonished by Lin Zhicheng's staff technique.
This was purely a turtle shell defense technique.
