Bang!
They clashed head-on again, neither holding anything back!
This time, An Yi finally failed to shed the force in time and was knocked dozens of meters back.
His feet plowed two deep furrows through the hard ground, and both his arms tingled from the impact.
Zi Yan seemed completely unaffected. With an excited whoop, she kicked off hard with both legs and shot toward him again like a cannonball.
"Stop! No more fighting!" An Yi hastily raised a hand and shouted, cutting her attack short.
Zi Yan forcibly twisted her body in midair and landed steadily a few steps in front of An Yi, frowning in utter confusion.
"Why? I can tell you haven't used your full strength yet! I haven't had my fill."
The corner of An Yi's eye twitched. He pointed at Xun'er and the others, who were hiding among the ruins a hundred meters away. "Look how badly you've scared them!"
Zi Yan followed his finger with her gaze.
Xun'er, Xiao Yan, Hu Jia, Wu Hao, and Han Yue's squad were all staring at her with pale faces, their eyes filled with terror, as though they were looking at two ancient savage beasts wearing human skin.
Zi Yan curled her lips and looked away indifferently. "We're having our own fight. Why bother with them? Come on, I haven't fought enough yet!"
Seeing that the little girl refused to let it go, An Yi raised a hand and took out several colorful pills condensed from refined medicinal herbs.
Strictly speaking, these weren't proper medicinal pills. They hadn't undergone the complex process of balancing their medicinal properties, so the energy they contained was wildly violent and chaotic, almost on par with magic cores, yet even purer than the energy in magic cores.
For an ordinary person, swallowing