What?!
These mercenaries had never expected such a sudden turn of events. A gigantic net sprang up from the ground and instantly enveloped dozens of them.
There was no doubt about it: that bitch Wu Wudi had set this trap to catch them all in one fell swoop. They had never noticed it and had walked right into it.
"Treasure—Blazing Silk Net!"
Someone shouted, clearly recognizing the treasure: the famous Separating Fire Silkworm Net.
As soon as it appeared, every thread blazed with terrifying flames. The net swept over them from all directions, leaving the mercenaries almost no room to fight back.
The temperature around them rose rapidly, as if even the air had begun to burn. With every breath, they felt their lungs seared by scorching heat, as though they were about to be cooked alive.
Under Xia Ping's control, the Separating Fire Silkworm Net was several times more powerful than before.
"Damn it!"
Many of the mercenaries struck at the net, but it was no use. It was simply too tough—nothing a Grandmaster could break.
In fact, the more they attacked, the tighter the net drew around them, closing in toward the center to entrap the mercenaries who had fallen into the trap and burn them alive.
"No, no, no! Wu Wudi, you can't do this!"
"You despicable coward! If you've got the guts, put away your treasure and fight us for three hundred rounds!"
"Wu Wudi, stop this at once! Are you trying to make enemies of all of us?!"
"If you dare attack us, we'll be enemies for the rest of our lives!"
The mercenaries cried out in terror. None of them had expected this. They had thought they could easily take out the bastard, only to fall into his trap the moment they met him