The battle quickly escalated to a fever pitch.
All four of them launched themselves at the Four-arm Giant Ape with nothing held back, initiating a close-quarters fight.
The Four-arm Giant Ape was huge but not particularly fast, lacking the nimbleness typically associated with primates.
Because of this, the four were not in a hurry. They would attack and then retreat, not minding if they missed. They aimed for a surefire strategy, planning to slowly wear the big guy out.
Ten minutes passed. The Four-arm Giant Ape was covered in wounds, with fresh blood streaming out unstoppably.
Zhou Bingquan, knocked back seven or eight meters by the giant ape's brute force after a head-on clash, had a look of joy emerge on his face.
"Its strength has obviously decreased!"
Actually, Wang Zhan and the others had also sensed it even before Zhou Bingquan spoke.
