He won.

Just as they collided, the metal fragments on the anvil pierced Xiao Zhan's body again.

Just as Zhou Xuan was about to manipulate the fragments to deliver the final blow to Xiao Zhan, he saw Xiao Zhan roaring and chasing after him like a furious war god.

"Shattered Stars, Snow-Covered Mountains at Dusk"

Xiao Zhan was extremely fast, and the Xuanbing spear in his hand was like lightning, constantly thrusting out spear flowers.

Each shot carried a powerful icy force, and the spear tip emitted a sharp whistling sound each time it thrust out.

Xiao Zhan completely disregarded his own defenses, with only one thought in his mind: to utterly defeat Zhou Xuan.

His offensive was as fierce as a storm, giving Zhou Xuan no chance to catch his breath.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan inwardly cried out in alarm:

"Xiao Zhan, are you out of your mind?!"

This desperate fighting style caught him somewhat off guard.

In his haste, he could only keep swinging his long sword, desperately trying to counter Xiao Zhan's thunderous and rapid attacks.

"Haha, Zhou Xuan, today I, Xiao Zhan, will show you what true desperation is!"

Xiao Zhan's voice carried a hint of madness, his eyes filled with nothing but killing intent toward Zhou Xuan.

"Madman!" Zhou Xuan roared, his eyes also filled with killing intent.

Faced with Xiao Zhan's reckless and self-destructive attacks, he dared not relax for a moment. His energy exploded wildly and poured into the long sword in his hand.

The longsword in his hand kept changing shape, turning into streaks of silver light and shadow, constantly colliding with Xiao Zhan's spear.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Each collision unleashed a powerful energy wave, like bombs exploding between the two.