Even though Hu Chan and Zhao Sifang were locked in a fierce two-against-four battle,
they still lost focus when a streak of blood-red flashed through the corners of their eyes like a meteor, and they realized it was Dadowa, who claimed to be sequence level six.
He sent someone at sequence level six flying with one punch?
Wasn't there supposed to be level suppression?
How had Qin Siyang done that?!
Was Dadowa bluffing, and actually only sequence level five?
At that thought, Zhao Sifang seized the opening and swept out a hand, detonating a burst of flame beside Dadowa.
But some inexplicable force seemed to swallow most of the flames, leaving an effect no better than a firecracker tossed by a child. It looked laughable.
"Level suppression is real! That... Brother Qin is unbelievable! Could it be some unusual God-Hunting Artifact?"
Just then, a cold glint shot toward the back of Zhao Sifang's head.
Zhao Sifang hastily ignited a shield of flame, but after the glint passed through it, several slender blue-green needles emerged, heading straight for the breathing holes in his armor's faceplate!
If those needles exploded inside the breathing holes, even Tier Four Armor would probably leave him suffering!
Unable to dodge in time, Zhao Sifang's eyes widened as he silently cursed himself for getting distracted.
Just then, his feet sank half an inch against his will.
Clink, clink, clink-
Because his position had shifted, every needle missed the breathing holes, striking the faceplate and ricocheting in all directions.
Hu Chan called to Zhao Sifang, "This is a fight to the death. Pay attention!"
"Sorry."
After that, Zhao Sifang stopped stealing glances at Qin Siyang and threw himself back into the fight.
Hu Chan found a moment to glance at Qin Siyang's battle.
As someone who had studied