"Buzzz!!"
As the two stepped forward, their momentum surged toward Wu Dao like towering waves.
The terrifying momentum pressed down so hard that Wu Dao's body nearly creaked under the strain.
The swarm of Dry Ants buzzed, its momentum whipping outward like an invisible wall to block the momentum of Yanlin and his companion.
But his strength was clearly no match for theirs. In a single clash, their momentum forced him back several steps.
Yanlin and this Heaven's Chosen ranked among the stronger disciples even within the Giant Strength Fire Prison Sect, surpassing ordinary Heaven's Chosen.
Wu Dao alone could not contend with the two of them.
"Boom, boom, boom-"
Yanlin and his companion did not attack directly, merely using their momentum to keep forcing Wu Dao backward.
Wu Dao did not dare strike directly either.
After all, the Trial's rules were there. If he attacked first, he would give Yanlin and his companion grounds to use against him.
Then, not only would he fail to protect Lin Ke, but he might also be expelled from the Trial for violating the competition's rules.
So he resisted with momentum alone, choosing not to strike first.
Yet Yanlin and his companion kept closing in, step by step.
"Cough, cough-"
In a contest of momentum alone, Wu Dao was no match for the two.
Just as Yanlin and his companion were about to reach him, a broad palm pressed against Wu Dao's back.
Wu Dao felt the pressure on him ease.
A momentum as vast as the sea came from behind him.
He turned his head and met Zhuge Qi Tian's calm gaze.
"Senior Brother Zhuge..."
As though he had spotted a life-saving straw, Wu Dao's eyes immediately regained some vigor.
"No one may disturb a disciple of our sect during contemplation." Zhuge