Ouyang Ding and Ouyang Jun were supported by Ouyang Zhao Bei as they slowly made their way toward the bridgehead.
Though they were being supported and the bitten spots on their legs still ached and felt numb, it did not stop them from blaming each other. Each accused the other of distracting him, causing them not to watch where they stepped and get bitten by Silver Ring Snakes.
If they had been ordinary Silver Ring Snakes, it would have been fine. As Martial Artists, they certainly could have avoided them. With the speed and reactions of Houtian Martial Artists, how could they possibly fail to dodge a snake's attack? But the venomous snakes in the valley were not only faster, their venom was also more potent than that of snakes outside. That was why they had been bitten.
Their mutual blame actually stemmed from their unease over the uncertain future. Without an expert in the team to protect them, people like them might become cannon fodder. Since Ouyang Nan refused no matter what anyone said, they were completely lost regarding what lay ahead.
As for gaining any benefits in this valley, they could no longer spare the thought. Even if there were benefits, how could they possibly fall into their hands? Good things always went to the strong first, while Martial Artists like them naturally had to stand at the back of the line.
Alas!
"Zhao Bei, why didn't you say anything just now? Don't you understand that without a Houtian Layer Ten expert in the team, people like us will all become cannon fodder?" After Ouyang Jun and Ouyang Ding had spent a long while blaming each other, they had nothing more to say and turned their attention to Ouyang Zhao Bei, who was supporting them.
Ouyang Zhao Bei