"All you can do is run?"
Z Worldwalker had a "motherfucker" on the tip of his tongue.
He knew perfectly well that his opponent was deliberately trying to undermine his confidence.
But he had to admit that it really was getting to him. For the first time, he doubted his own ability.
Of course, his opponent could not do anything to him right now, either. The offensive shortcomings of his ability had been teased out and magnified, but when it came to defense and escape, his Time Stop was absolutely top-tier...
Huh?
Just as Z Worldwalker thought this, he realized something. Didn't that make him exactly what his opponent had said-someone who could only take a beating and run? What a joke!
Seeing the eleven figures advancing on him like a military formation, Z Worldwalker hurriedly backed away while desperately thinking of a countermeasure, but no better solution came to mind.
He realized that he might really have miscalculated this time. He should not have let Red Sleeve leave so early. If she were here, things would be much simpler...
Whoosh!
As he was thinking, an intense sense of danger suddenly struck him. He instinctively raised his arm to block and dodged sideways.
Clang!
A crisp collision rang out the next instant. He saw three arrows flying straight toward him. Two struck his right arm and bounced away as though they had hit a shield.
But he failed to dodge the last one, which pierced straight through his lower ribs.
The arrow carried a spiraling force of tremendous power. The flesh around the point of impact was torn away and flung into the distance, and his Health plummeted by over a thousand points.
"You again!"
Z Worldwalker was already irritated. Now, being caught by a surprise attack sent him into