'Whoosh.'
'Clang.'
'Ding...'
The four of them were engaged in a fierce battle, clashing head-on.
Li San was incredibly fast, and in this one-on-one fight, he temporarily gained the upper hand.
Ren Ying struck fiercely, with strong cultivation, forcing Wan Jiayuan into a constant retreat.
"Cui Yuan, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill that kid to help out." Feeling the pressure, Cui Yuan retreated as he fought, urgently pleading for help.
"I want to, but this kid is as slippery as if he's coated in butter. As soon as I get close, he slips away, I can't land a hit."
"Damn it."
Meanwhile, a kilometer away, Xiaofan seemed a bit impatient, pressed the intercom and asked softly, "Are you two done yet? No matter how careful, you should've found each other's weaknesses after so many moves. Need help?"
"No."
"No. We'll finish soon."
