At first, Uncle Wen did not realize that Meng Zhao was slowly squeezing out every last bit of his value, studying the martial art behind his Vortex Qi. But as time passed, he gradually discovered his own strain and shortcomings.
He began to form suspicions, growing alarmed and panicked. He had thought that Meng Zhao was gravely injured and lacking in strength, that he would eventually be able to take him down. Now it seemed he had completely misjudged the gap between their abilities.
If this continued, he feared he would gain no advantage at all.
With a thought, he continued unleashing exquisite palm techniques in a fierce assault on Meng Zhao while using his qi to manipulate his vocal cords and amplify his voice. "Fang Hao, Fang Yong, watch out for Fang Han. There is likely something wrong with him. Also, Fifth Young Master is still inside the ruined temple, but that woman has hidden him away. Find Fifth Young Master quickly and atone for your crimes with merit. Otherwise, none of us will come to a good end!"
He knew that relying on his own martial arts alone, he would absolutely be unable to break the deadlock in a short time. Thus, he thought of borrowing outside strength.
Even if Fang Han and the woman named Qi Fang knew martial arts, they were likely only third-rate hacks. They would be far more of a burden than a help, and compared with Fang Hao and Fang Yong, they were not worth mentioning.
Therefore, if those two could play a role, it would greatly help the current situation.
If they advanced, the two could perform outstandingly, swiftly deal with Fang Han and Qi Fang before anyone could cover their ears, and rescue Fang Zijun. Then he could drag his opponent