Ji Jue waved his hand, the repulsion force bursting forth, easily repelling Luzhi who pounced again, another hand scattering fiercely into Xu Lingyi's Circle Realm.
Strolling leisurely, his eyes glanced at Meng Fengzuo.
With a half-smile.
Meng Fengzuo gritted his teeth tightly, not uttering a word, yet hearing his voice spreading amidst the storm.
"No thought of escape? Really strange...
Which means, even now, you all still think you have a chance to win?"
Ji Jue laughed: "Let me guess, what are you still hiding?"
In an instant of pause, he suddenly asked: "There's still an assassin here, right?"
No one responded, but Ji Jue didn't care, only speaking to himself: "To endure for so long without leaving any trace, this sort of style must be the Xing Jiao I dealt with some days ago, right?
But, so long without action, is it because there's no assurance of a one-hit kill?"
