"What's wrong? Aren't you going to attack?"
Fors looked at Xu Yucheng, who stood frozen in place, and waved her hand indifferently. "Although the outcome won't change, you should at least struggle a little. Otherwise, I'll find this boring too."
"Phew..." Hearing Fors's words, Xu Yucheng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his shock at her four Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.
"Looks like I'm really going to lose this time!"
The moment Xu Yucheng saw Fors's four Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and how she had taken out two of his companions with a single glance, he knew he was probably no match for her.
Xu Yucheng gripped the Dark Demon Scythe tightly with both hands. Even if he truly was going to lose, he still had to fight. This was his final pride. So what if he failed? Only by facing an opponent like this one-on-one could he truly grow.
Whoosh!
The sound of wind splitting behind him rang out. Xu Yucheng twisted aside, and a long blade cleaved through the spot where he had just stood. At the same time, explosive Fire Element surged toward him as two Spirit Masters whose Martial Souls were Crimson Flame Lions swung their claws at him.
Clang.
Xu Yucheng swung his scythe to block them. The overwhelming force sent him sliding backward a considerable distance.
"What was that?"
Hadn't the three of them nearly exhausted their stamina? How could they still possess such strength? Xu Yucheng was filled with confusion.
The three Spirit Masters attacking him were the three among the twelve people teleported here earlier whose Soul Power fluctuations had been weak. Xu Yucheng had fought them before, but he had been teleported away just as he was about to defeat them.
By his estimation, their Soul Power should have been almost entirely