"Methods?" He Ziyun gently shook his head, utterly unmoved by Huang Qianqiu's words, and continued on his own: "The methods of the God Organization are nothing new, rarely anything innovative. If you really have that ability, I would actually like to see what benefits you have gotten from the God Organization."
With those words, He Ziyun raised his hand and curled his fingers towards Huang Qianqiu, signaling him to make a move.
Faced with He Ziyun's contempt and provocation, Huang Qianqiu snorted coldly, his hands abruptly swung. Immediately, with a whooshing sound, a long chain appeared in each of his hands.
The two chains were about three meters long, with a spherical iron ball at the end, roughly the size of a fist. The surface of the iron balls was covered with many protruding edges, possessing great lethal power. If someone were hit by them, there was almost no chance of survival.
