Han Xu hurriedly retreated.
By rights, Yuan Lin had shattered his opponent's defensive equipment, the steel shield, so he had gained the upper hand. This was not a life-and-death battle, and he should have known when to stop.
However, Yuan Lin sprang forward and threw out wave after wave of fist shadows again.
Someone beside them said, "Yuan Lin, this is just a spar. That's enough! Leave the White Phoenix Lord some dignity."
This was why Bai Xiaowen had not appeared together with Han Xu and the others. Han Xu and his companions had shown themselves during the counterattack against the Great Tang Domain, so there was no way they could conceal their identities. They had to appear under the banner of the White Phoenix Fief.
If Bai Xiaowen had been with them, no matter what form he transformed into, people would certainly have guessed the true identity of the White Phoenix Lord.
If they regrouped after entering the secret realm, they could keep news of the White Phoenix Lord joining this secret realm expedition confined to the smallest possible circle.
Yuan Lin laughed. "Duan Yichen, mind your own business... This newcomer was still holding back against me. He's practically looking down on me!"
Han Xu abruptly drew a second steel shield and blocked Yuan Lin's storm-like assault.
Yuan Lin froze slightly, then shouted again. The fist shadows filling the sky drew together, becoming a gigantic glowing fist that struck out once more.
With a resounding boom, the second steel shield Han Xu had just taken out shattered into pieces as well.
However, Han Xu had borrowed the force to retreat the instant the shield broke, suffering very little from the lingering impact. After opening up a short distance, he produced a third steel shield.
Yuan Lin: "..."
Duan Yichen: