Gritting his teeth, Lu Hao charged forward, intending to imitate Qin Fengqing and see if he could draw the middle-aged man's attention.
Although he had no idea what Qin Fengqing meant, they had already reached this point. Nothing anyone said mattered anymore—surviving was all that mattered.
"Nayagukari!"
Lu Hao shouted, but not only was the middle-aged man not distracted, he became even angrier and pierced Lu Hao's right shoulder with a single strike.
Lu Hao's left shoulder remarked that, for once, it was not the one that got pierced.
The middle-aged man felt that he had just been tricked, and now they were even begging for mercy.
The one begging him for mercy was indeed weak, but how the hell was this guy in front of him weak?!
A fourth-rank martial artist's vitality and blood eruption had reached the peak of the fifth rank! His Mental Power was not weak either, or he could not have endured so many of his attacks!
And a fourth-rank martial artist could actually erupt with so much vitality and blood. His recovery was nearly catching up to him, a sixth-rank martial artist.
And they called this weak? How many strong people were there in the world, then?
Little bastards! They had been deceiving him all this time!
The middle-aged man felt incomparably wise now. No scam in the world could ever fool him again!
With no other choice, Lu Hao charged forward again. He had to buy Wang Jinyang time—time for Wang Jinyang to unleash everything. Perhaps then they would have a sliver of hope. Otherwise, they would be completely doomed.
"Kill!"
Lu Hao roared and erupted with vitality and blood once more as he rushed in. Unsurprisingly, this time his left shoulder was pierced through.
Lu Hao's Big Ring Blade fell to the