"This couldn't go on. He had to take the initiative." A thought flashed through Lin Taichu's mind as he began adjusting his rhythm. Rather than defending blindly, he deliberately exposed an opening to lure Tang Chen into attacking.
Tang Chen indeed seized the opportunity. His wrist flicked rapidly, and a Soul-Chasing Needle silently shot toward Lin Taichu's opening. Lin Taichu had been prepared; the instant Tang Chen's wrist moved, he had already predicted the needle's trajectory.
He shifted slightly aside, evading the Soul-Chasing Needle while swiftly drawing a Poison Needle coated in anesthetic venom with his right hand and firing it at Tang Chen.
But Tang Chen was simply too fast. The moment the Poison Needle left his hand, Tang Chen had already changed positions, and the needle missed.
"Useless. Your speed can't keep up with mine." Tang Chen's tone remained calm, as though victory was already assured.
Lin Taichu was not discouraged. He knew that as long as one of his poison needles struck Tang Chen, this battle would essentially be over. He continued searching for an opportunity while closely monitoring the others on the field.
At this moment, Tang Xue and Tang Lie's struggle had also reached a critical stage.
Tang Xue gradually began to feel her strength failing, and her movements slowed. She knew she could not keep forcing herself like this. She had to find a way to help Lin Taichu.
Lin Taichu noticed Tang Xue's predicament as well. He knew he could wait no longer. He looked at her, his gaze sharpening slightly as he gave her a subtle signal.
Tang Xue had worked with Lin Taichu many times before and instantly understood his meaning.
Tang Xue took a deep breath and suddenly exerted herself. The hidden weapons in her hand shot out in succession