Gao Qiang's two female companions guarded him on both sides in preparation for an onslaught of attacks. With him positioned in the front center as a tank while the other two supported him on the side.
This made the battle more difficult especially in regards to his large build and berserk state of power that had the team running around trying to evade.
Afraid that making too much of a commotion would bring unknown danger in this already dangerous situation. The group tried their best to suppress the urge to use their skills and large weapons in this battle.
Within the blink of an eye, the large axe held in Gao Qiang's hand struck down. Avoiding this strike by a hair's breadth had Zhitao breaking out into cold sweats as he slammed against the hall.
Without a moment's breath to catch, his body then slid downwards in an instant alert of subconsciousness. Wood splintered in the air as the place where the teen was standing a mere second ago fractured apart from the axe.
