At the same time, Zhao Ritian had fallen into a dire predicament.
Without iron in hand, he was three parts weaker.
Zhao Ritian had no weapon in hand! He could only rely on the White Cloud Armor to take the blows head-on!
But using the White Cloud Armor to withstand attacks consumed an enormous amount of True Qi.
Fortunately, Benevolent God's Return True Qi was abundant. Zhao Ritian was not afraid of the drain, but fighting like this put him at a huge disadvantage.
Trying to seize a weapon was no easy task either. None of his opponents were pushovers—if he grabbed one person's weapon, eight others would rush over to chop at him.
Surrounded and attacked from all sides, Zhao Ritian's White Cloud Armor was nearly forced into visibility from all the blows.
One man roared, "Why the hell is this bastard so damn hard to cut down!?"
"His True Qi is powerful, and he has protective armor too!"
Zhang Boyuan commanded, "Don't trade fists and palms with him! His True Qi is bizarre. If it enters your body, it'll disrupt your own! Wear him down! Exhaust him to death! Hook Squad, move!"
Zhao Ritian roared, "You bastards, I'll fight you to the death!"
The moment the words left his mouth, an iron hook caught his wrist.
"Hm!?"
Just as Zhao Ritian was about to shake it off, another iron hook caught his other wrist.
Zhao Ritian suddenly threw his arms wide apart, leaving himself some slack, then crossed both fists hard over his chest!
The two men pulling the hooks were yanked straight to the ground.
At the same time, Zhao Ritian took another blow to the back from a staff, followed by two slashes.
Zhao Ritian grabbed the rope, hauled one man over, and punched him so