"Now comes your hour of doom!" Wu Qiujun yelled violently and plunged himself at Wandong up in the air, literally like a rampageous tiger with its fierce-looking mouth wide open.
"Wu Qiujun, dare you?!" Seeing Wu Qiujun blatantly attempt to kill Wandong, Xu Wenchuan stamped about in a frenzy. He itched to dash up and end up in ruin with Wu.
"Your Highness, take it easy! I noticed that Yaoting had card up his sleeve. We would break the rules and even bring trouble to Yaoting if we charged impetuously. Please just wait and see." Wu Daozi stopped Xu Wenchuan forthwith.
Xu's heart was torn with anxiety. He turned and looked back at Wandong, whose grim yet composed look brought a sense of relief to him.
Wu Qiujun tried to overwhelm Wandong with his forceful attack. Confronted with him, Wandong mobilized the lump sum of his spiritual energy. Even his nerves and muscles were under enormous strain without exception. At that point, Wandong resembled an extremely precise apparatus well as hell. His brain was running at full speed, giving out a constant slew of mandates. These mandates were distributed into each corner instantaneously at a lightning-like speed.
A revelation came to Wandong that he quite liked being under tremendous stress when his brain was in control of his body and each mandate could be implemented in full.
Wandong didn't miss out on any flaw revealed in Wu Qiujun's moves, however indiscernible it was. His acute observation navigated him through his decision-making process and helped him manage quite a few commendable close calls when he came at a critical juncture.
"Is he only at the initial level in terms of his spiritual energy?" Looking at Wandong, Duan Lengyan murmured, slightly spaced out. Being bombarded with Wu Qiujun's rampant attack, Wandong appeared unexpectedly at ease.
"Cunning brat, you have no way out!" Wandong slopped off from Wu Qiujun's besiegement from time to time, smooth and agile like a fish. Wu had had never encountered a rival like Wandong, so difficult to deal with.
While progressing with his hell-for-leather pursuit, Wu Qiujun felt an exceedingly growing rage possessing him and almost driving him crazy. He howled with fury, beefed up his offensive, and reinforced his forbidding countenance. It felt as if there had been a horrendous personal animosity between them.
"Heh, it's in no way easy to kill me, you old wretch!" Sensing the increasing momentum of Wu Qiujun, Wandong grinned and swerved leftward. He concentrated the lump sum of his spiritual energy in his soles, which granted him rapid moves.
Wu Qiujun assumed that was a sign of escape, with a sneering smile, he folded his waving right hand into a steel claw. The claw moved at an inconceivable speed twice that just now. It was in a relentless pursuit of Wandong, seeming to chisel out five holes in his back.
Faced with the dire situation, without mentioning Wu Daozi or Xu Wenchuan, even Tang Xinyi strung up massively, ghostly pale,
"Stupid brat, another escape? You could whistle for it today even if you got wings!" Wu Qiujun grinned hideously, picturing Wandong's death upon his punch.
"Old dog, don't speak too fast! " Wandong yelled abruptly and swerve leftward again. Right then, there appeared the outline of Duan Lengyan before Wu Qiujun's eyes.
"Lengyan, why are you here?" His heart hammering his chest, Wu Qiujun cried the moment he spotted her.
Lengyan was struck dumb, especially when she sensed a wave of his rampant deadly spiritual energy coming at her. She fell helplessly stupefied and rooted to the spot.