Unable to Coordinate, Fight Our Own Battles

The shockwave from the violent collision sent Bibi Dong reeling back on the spot.

Of course, that was also because the other side had deliberately cooperated. Otherwise, things could not have gone so smoothly.

As for the Purgatory Tyrant's long blade, it swept past Bibi Dong using the technique Charging Straight In!

It had truly missed by only a hair!

Yet through that probing exchange, Bibi Dong now understood why Xiao Tianyang had taken on the role of main attacker.

Among those present, aside from her, probably no one else could stop Purgatory Tyrant.

But just as Bibi Dong steadied herself, she heard Xiao Tianyang complain.

"Hey, we've worked together before. Can't we show a little coordination?"

Bibi Dong turned around, intending to retort, only to see that Xiao Tianyang's face had gone somewhat pale.

Thinking about it, that made sense.

His attack from afar had forced Purgatory Tyrant's fierce strike to halt in mid-air.

Although it had only lasted a short time, Bibi Dong believed that if it had been her, the price she paid would certainly have been greater than Xiao Tianyang's.

"Forget it. Let's not coordinate. We'll each fight our own battle."

Before Bibi Dong could speak, Xiao Tianyang added, "My request is simple. Stop causing trouble."

With that, he took the initiative and met Purgatory Tyrant's blade head-on.

Their clash of ideals had already directly affected their coordination in battle.

Neither side had intended for this to happen. It was simply an inherent incompatibility.

It was like an ultimate dilemma in Xiao Tianyang's original world.

Was sweet tofu pudding better, or savory tofu pudding?

Were sweet rice dumplings better, or savory rice dumplings?

If there really had to be an answer, it was that everyone had different tastes and should eat what they liked.

Xiao Tianyang