As long as Baliya could wear her Soul Power down to exhaustion, even if he lost against the next opponent, he would still create an opportunity for the teammates behind him.
And on Shrek's side, Zhu Zhuqing was next to take the field.
If Lin An was drained of all her strength, Zhu Zhuqing would have to face Baliya's attrition as well.
Then...
Lin An gritted her teeth.
No.
She had to end this quickly.
But Baliya gave her no chance at all.
He hid within the poisonous mist like a turtle tucked inside its shell, occasionally extending vines to harass her before immediately retreating again.
Lin An tried to charge in several times, only to be forced back by those vines.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead.
Below the stage, Yu Xiaogang's expression turned grave.
This Baliya was far too cunning.
He gave Lin An no room to perform, using this shameless style of fighting to wear her down.
If this continued, Lin An truly would be exhausted to death by him.
"Lin An..." Yu Xiaogang murmured. "What are you planning to do?"
On the stage, Lin An took a deep breath.
A trace of resolve flashed through her amethyst-like eyes.
Since her opponent wanted to wear her down, then she would wear him down too.
But she would do it another way.
"First Soul Skill, Veil Mark."
The dark purple whip condensed once more, but this time, she did not strike at the vines. Instead, she lashed directly at the pale green poisonous mist.
Smack!
The whip struck into the poisonous mist with a muffled sound.
Yet the mist merely churned slightly, without changing at all.
Baliya sneered from within the mist. "Useless. My poisonous mist can absorb attacks—"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin An's