He did not need to hit Xu Sanshi, but Xu Sanshi could not hope to hit him either. If this continued, Xu Sanshi would definitely be the one at a disadvantage.
Xu Sanshi was especially frenzied, attacking without pause, completely throwing caution to the wind.
If using all his strength could knock Shiyu down, Xu Sanshi would not hesitate in the slightest.
Unfortunately, no matter how recklessly he expended his energy, he found it difficult to hit Shiyu.
Gradually, Xu Sanshi began to show signs of fatigue. Even after unleashing Black Tortoise Power, he had failed to injure Shiyu.
The main reason was that Shiyu was a hundred meters above the ground. Xu Sanshi could not fly, and as a Spirit Master whose main means of attack was close combat, there was little he could do to Shiyu.
"Even that didn't work?" Beibei frowned. Shiyu was unexpectedly difficult to deal with.
Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, and the others formed an even better impression of Shiyu, viewing him in a new light.
By this point, the strength Shiyu had displayed had greatly shocked them. It was hard to imagine that this was how a Soul Grandmaster in his twenties could perform against a Soul Ancestor.
Xu Sanshi's attacks steadily weakened, and he was already struggling to maintain them.
Furious, he swayed unsteadily. The eruption of Black Tortoise Power had left him drained, further intensifying the Eight Spider Lances' poison.
Under the combined effects, Xu Sanshi was already dizzy and disoriented. At a certain moment, his attacks abruptly stopped.
Lacking the strength to continue, Xu Sanshi dropped to one knee, and his berserk energy instantly wilted away.
"Sanshi!" Beibei was worried about Xu Sanshi's condition.
Shiyu slowly descended, remaining vigilant. He could not rule out the possibility that Xu Sanshi was pretending