At that moment, Dai Mubai held the unconscious Tang San, whose face was full of unwillingness, and a strange look flickered in his eyes.
If Tang San had merely used hand-thrown hidden weapons earlier, Dai Mubai could still disdainfully call them unorthodox tricks. But now, Tang San had unleashed destructive power through mechanism-based hidden weapons that even Dai Mubai found difficult to match. He had even injured Zhao Wuji, a strength-type Soul Saint, during the battle. Dai Mubai no longer knew what to say. Without realizing it, Tang San had gained greater weight in Dai Mubai's heart.
This person was worth befriending...
With that thought, Dai Mubai quickly called out to Oscar in the distance.
Meanwhile, on the field.
Zhao Wuji looked at Huo Yuhao, who stood at the edge supporting the already unconscious Xiao Wu, as well as Zhu Zhuqing and "Ning Rongrong." He grinned viciously and pointed at the incense stick planted in the ground beside him.
"Hehehe, the incense has burned through two-thirds already. You three who remain—do you have the confidence to withstand another third of an incense stick's worth of my attacks?"
Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Zhu Zhuqing, who was moving along the edge of the field, pursed her lips and then glanced at "Ning Rongrong" in the distance.
Earlier, in order to conserve Soul Power, Ning Qingyun, who was borrowing Ning Rongrong's martial soul, had withdrawn the enhancement soul skills placed on both Zhu Zhuqing and Huo Yuhao. Thus, the meaning behind Zhu Zhuqing's glance at Ning Qingyun was obvious.
She wanted Ning Qingyun to place enhancement soul skills on her again, allowing her to replace Tang San as the new main attacker and entangle Zhao Wuji for as long as possible, dragging things out until the final third of the incense stick had