Yes, sorry. He lost consciousness momentarily. There's reason to say that fighting at the same level, even with a few small tricks dropping, wouldn't deceive him: "His stab is too strong, I fear even the top ten in the Spirit Country can't withstand it."
"Yan Ying, what's wrong?" Qian Fantong had been hiding far away, continuously using hidden weapons. He wished to say, "How did you escape? According to your plan and mine, you engage in close combat, and I attack him from a distance. We attack together."
"Stop telling me about plans. I'm not his opponent at all. I'm afraid no one is his opponent except for those in the top ten of the spirit chart." Yan Ying, anxious and angry, roared, "I just lost my way."
The original swordsmanship was too terrifying, beyond Yan Ying's tolerance. Especially its hidden internal power severely harmed his internal organs.
