That woman was clearly built like a tank.
And so far, she still hadn't revealed her true abilities. She was only waving a wooden club around.
If he really got entangled with her, it would be quite a fight.
While fighting her, that skinny man would definitely launch sneak attacks from behind without regard for honor, using the tank to absorb damage while frantically dealing output. Anyone who played games knew that you had to cut down the squishy target first. Never get tangled up with the tank.
So after suppressing the woman for a moment, Jiang Qiao swiftly shook her off, circled around, and went straight for the skinny man.
The skinny man was also very strong.
But he had already revealed most of his abilities.
And Jiang Qiao had just tested him.
He was a squishy target.
On top of that, after continuously dealing damage, he had begun to show signs of fatigue despite not being injured. He wasn't truly Ninth Rank. Although he could display Ninth Rank battle power, his awareness and Mental Power were insufficient. He couldn't truly sustain a prolonged battle.
In short.
Killing him was the right choice!
Boom—!
A palm wrapped in boundless thunder reached forward and seized viciously at the skinny man's neck.
Jiang Qiao wanted to lift him up like a chick.
"You're courting death!"
The skinny man flew into a rage.
He raised the Soul-Calling Banner in his hand and held it horizontally in front of him, trying to block Jiang Qiao's attack with the banner pole. At the same time, the shadow beneath his feet stretched rapidly like rubber, spreading toward the ground beneath Jiang Qiao.
Clearly.
This was some kind of curse!
"Good grief!"
"You still want to resist at a time like this? You really are stronger