Jiang Zhiyong darted forward, the force of his Through-Back Fist erupting with a thunderous surge.
He instantly joined the battle between Liu Lingyan and Lin Yuntao. The deadlock reversed in a heartbeat, the scales tipping toward Lin Yuntao.
Liu Lingyan had entered the transformation realm less than half a year ago, and her foundations were still shallow.
She had only managed to hold out against Lin Yuntao until now through sheer, unyielding grit, gritting her teeth and forcing herself to endure.
Besides, after what had just happened, Lin Yuntao was wary and unwilling to risk injury by going all out.
That brush with death had brought Lin Yuntao to his senses completely.
Compared to avenging his clansmen, preserving his own life mattered far more.
If he suffered serious injuries here, Shi Tao and Jiang Zhiyong might very well...
Now Jiang Zhiyong and Lin Yuntao worked in perfect concert, one yielding and the other forceful, trapping her in a pincer attack.
Assailed from both front and rear, Liu Lingyan lasted only a few breaths before Jiang Zhiyong slammed a heavy punch into her back.
Liu Lingyan gave a muffled groan, her entire body shuddering. All strength drained from her hands, and she could no longer hold out.
Together, Jiang Zhiyong and Lin Yuntao subdued her.
On the other side of the battlefield, Shi Tao and Huang Junchi were still locked in a fierce struggle.
The ferocity of the Mad Wolf Fist collided with the nimbleness of the White Fox Fist. Blurred fists crisscrossed amid a succession of dull impacts, and shock waves from their clashing force swept outward, sending dust flying all around them.
Both men's breathing had grown uneven, but neither would give an inch. The outcome would not be decided anytime soon.
Lin Yuntao glanced at their ongoing struggle,