Two fierce warriors fell, and the other underlings immediately surrounded but did not attack.
"Bastards, charge at them!" shouted the guy lying on the ground, Huangmao, and the little underlings around looked at each other with determination before charging forward. Feng Zhixiao found himself single-handedly facing more than ten people. However, due to the overwhelming number of opponents, he got kicked a few times and had to retreat, while the others seized this chance to pursue, aiming to give him a harsh beating.
"Chen, I can't hold on, help me out!" Feng Zhixiao hurriedly retreated.
"You brat, can't even handle two or three moves!" Ye Chen couldn't help but glare at Feng Zhixiao. Then, Ye Chen stood in front of Feng Zhixiao, sneering coldly and said, "Zhixiao, watch carefully, today I'll teach you a few moves!"
"Sure thing!" Feng Zhixiao quickly nodded and watched from the side.
