Things had gotten troublesome.
At first, the experts had been baffled by their infighting.
They had stayed on guard against the possibility that it was fake infighting meant to cover a real sneak attack.
But judging by the way they fought, neither of them held back at all. They clearly wanted to kill each other. The experts' vigilance gradually dropped, and their wishful thinking grew. They hoped the two would beat each other half to death first, because those two... looked pretty fierce.
Once Huo Wenbei got dragged in, things became even more complicated. Liu Ruyan and Liu Rufeng were watching closely. Obviously, the moment they moved, those two experts would have an opening!
Who would have thought that while they were still hesitating, Zhao Ritian would be sitting behind Huo Wenbei, grabbing his head and making him whip it around!
This was something often seen in martial arts demonstrations, but people usually whipped their own heads around. There was no such thing as being forced to do it!
Huo Wenbei felt that his neck had become unbelievably flexible!
He had never lived like this in his entire life!
Zhao Ritian muttered from behind him, "Don't fight me on this, or if he gets stabbed, it won't be my problem!"
Long Aotian roared, "Get out of my way! I'll stab him first, then stab you!"
Zhao Ritian said, "Hey, hey, hey! I'm not moving, not moving! Mad? Stay mad!"
Long Aotian gritted his teeth. "Then don't blame me!"
Now no one dared move. Who knew which direction Long Aotian's next thrust would go if they reached out?
Huo Wenbei only felt excruciating pain in his waist. His head had been battered senseless by the tire, and his face burned from being lashed by the tire's thick "belt"...
And that still