The ten burly young men lying on the ground could hardly believe it. They'd been taken down in an instant?
Who was hiding in the shadows?
That technique was downright bizarre!
They'd only taken one hit, yet they couldn't draw on any of their power. Even moving was difficult.
"Wait, so anyone who comes along gets to hit me?"
Xiuwen was utterly speechless.
The man in blue was sprawled on the ground, not moving either. He was already broke, so whatever. Let the chips fall where they may.
"Still think you've got the numbers?"
Zhong Chen and Shen Jing emerged from the depths of the immortal mist on either side. They grinned and folded their arms, looking so cool it was almost blinding.
"You... who are you?" the burly young man demanded through gritted teeth.
"Who are we?"
"Heh heh. Since you've asked so sincerely..."
"Then we'll mercifully tell you."
Zhong Chen and Shen Jing struck exaggerated poses and danced in front of them. Their moves were painfully awful to watch.
But neither of them said what came next.
"And then?" the burly young man asked after waiting for a while.
"Then... I forgot my line." Shen Jing scratched his head. "Weird. What was the next one?"
"I don't think I remember either. What was it? Strange, I could remember it just a moment ago." Zhong Chen looked troubled too.
"You're messing with me!"
The burly young man understood at once. He ground his teeth in fury, but there was nothing he could do to them.
The others caught on as well. They glared at the two men, their faces twisted with rage.
Those two were so despicable!
"Bite me! Come on, bite me if you've got the guts!"
Shen Jing patted his backside and swaggered about, making the burly