Against any one of Ye Wen's group, Tang San had absolute confidence that he could contend with them, perhaps even fight them to a draw.
But with this group of teammates in tow, and facing the combined forces of all three opponents, Tang San had not seen even the slightest hope of victory.
The reason was simple. Leaving Xiao Wu's close-combat abilities aside, Ye Wen's extraordinary development of his own Soul Skills and Huo Yu'er's highly disruptive spiritual Soul Skills were both far too troublesome. They even greatly countered his hidden weapons.
This severely weakened Tang San, who could only rely on hidden weapons to increase his combat strength. He silently weighed his chances of victory. Against those two, unless he relied on poison attacks, his odds were probably only two out of ten.
Now, with this bunch of deadweights added in, Tang San truly could not see any hope of winning.
So Tang San decided on a strategic retreat!
"Little Ao! Mushrooms!"
As an expert in strategic retreats, Oscar immediately understood. He formed a hand seal, and the third soul ring on his body flashed as he chanted, "Winged Flight True Mushroom!"
"Yu'er, stop him," Ye Wen said unhappily.
Tang San could tell that the situation was unfavorable to him, and naturally, Ye Wen could see it too. When speed was increasingly disadvantageous in a group battle, Tang San taking out this thing now could only mean one thing: he wanted to run.
But they had come knocking at his door. If he simply let them run back, wouldn't that make him lose face?
Almost the instant Ye Wen gave the order, Huo Yu'er drew her bow and nocked several arrows before shooting them fiercely.
Tang San truly wanted to escape now, so naturally he could not let Huo