The Tenth Game Point
The marbles that had flown out kept striking Xu Huo. Even with blood streaming from his hand, he showed no sign of letting go. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.
Brother Tu had seen plenty of people get caught off guard. He immediately started to retreat, but just then, a gust of wind came from behind his head. He tilted his head on instinct, only to see a Short Arrow skim past him, circle around, and fly back at him!
"So that was your plan!" Brother Tu's face twisted viciously. He released his dagger and swung his right fist at Xu Huo's stomach. "Die... What?!"
The punch didn't smash Xu Huo's internal organs as he'd expected. Instead, it felt as though his hand had sunk into a swamp. His palm, along with the tattered sleeve covering it, was sucked inside, and something resembling a sheet of white paper appeared on Xu Huo's chest!
A Space-Type Item!
Brother Tu's expression changed drastically. He tried to kill Xu Huo before he was completely sucked inside, but the moment he raised his other hand, Strings tightened around his throat. As he instinctively reached for his neck, the corner of his eye caught Xu Huo lifting the white paper from his chest. After swallowing his arm, it was pulled over Xu Huo's head.
Brother Tu disappeared. An abstract face appeared on the white paper. Xu Huo dodged Old Yu's hand as he reached for it and chuckled. "There was nothing underground when I crossed the Broken Bridge. The trap only appeared after you came over. Looks like your mine-laying Ability can't be interrupted midway."
As he spoke, Xu Huo leaped toward the other side of the chasm. Old Yu followed close behind, moving even faster than him. "So