PFFT!
He Yi stared in astonishment at the opponent he had just run through with his sword. It was unbelievable. 'Why did he stop at the last second?'
"Stop spacing out! Get ready to fight back!"
Just as He Yi was in a daze, a familiar voice rang out beside him. He turned his head and saw it was Fan. Moreover, the dense web of branches that had covered Fan's face was gone!
"You... you're okay now?" He Yi asked urgently while parrying the attacks of the remaining enemies. He had barely survived getting this far. But even if Fan had recovered, the two of them were hardly a match for the six opponents left!
"Not really, but we should be fine. A certain dumbass showed up!" Fan's skill was a hair weaker than He Yi's, and he was currently being forced back step by step, but his voice held a trace of excitement.
'A dumbass showed up?'
He Yi frowned, wondering who Fan was talking about.
