With the two strongest assassins on the field helping Mo Qiong, plus his unbelievably nimble hands, the eight assassins still couldn't bring him down for a time.
Not only that, but a tombstone had also joined the battle.
It was the tombstone Master Gou had transformed into. After becoming a tombstone, besides ramming into enemies at incredible speed, he truly had no other means of attack.
Its defense, however, was superb. The assassins' Wrist Blades had no interest in stabbing a tombstone. Even if they stabbed the stone into powder, Master Gou wouldn't suffer the slightest injury and could still move about as outrageously as ever.
"Rustle!" The Wrist Blades sank into him as Master Gou forcefully charged outward with an assassin hanging on him, hoping to make the other man pay attention to him.
But the assassin casually pulled out his Wrist Blade and vaulted over Master Gou like a hurdler, continuing to attack Mo Qiong.
Master Gou couldn't do much either. Apart from brutally banging into someone's knee, he couldn't injure his opponent.
"Master Gou! Come here! I need to borrow your body for a moment," Mo Qiong shouted.
Master Gou didn't understand, but still came to Mo Qiong's side.
What did he mean by borrowing his body? In his current state, besides helping Mo Qiong distract the enemies and block their blades, what else could he do?
Just as Master Gou was wondering, Mo Qiong suddenly mounted Master Gou's tombstone.
Master Gou understood at once. He got it—Deja Vu!
When he had been transformed into a tombstone, Master Gou weighed only fifteen kilograms, so the tombstone weighed only fifteen kilograms as well.
It was a small, thin slab only half a meter tall.
Mo Qiong wasn't very tall himself, so the size was just right for riding.