"Master, your disciple's fear of the Earth Demon has reached its peak."
Clang!
Lin Fan trembled with excitement, drawing his sword directly.
"Disciple, don't panic, your master is by your side. The Earth Demon may look ugly, but they're not scary at all. In front of your master, they're just a little bigger than an ant."
Fang Jiuzhen saw his disciple trembling with fear and felt quite distressed, doing his best to comfort him.
As a master, he had to fulfill this duty.
Lin Fan walked towards the Earth Demon, his emotions difficult to contain.
Almost there, really almost there.
Victory or defeat is in this single act.
"Disciple, don't force yourself, take it slow," Fang Jiuzhen reminded, seeing his disciple trying hard to overcome his inner fear to personally slay the Earth Demon. As a master, he was very gratified.
Just a pity.
Such a good disciple without a Spirit Root.
"Master, I'm not forcing myself, I'm trying to overcome."
