"Bastard!" Xu Sanshi cursed. "How could I accept such a humiliating defeat? Caitou, move forward with me! We have to drag those two turtles out!"
"Alright."
He Caitou answered and began searching through the fog alongside Xu Sanshi.
They truly had no better option now. They could only use this clumsy method.
But how could Little Madman, the master of the smoke, possibly let them find him so easily? Xu Sanshi led He Caitou around the competition stage several times, yet they did not even catch sight of their clothes.
Finally, when they began their fifth circuit, Xu Sanshi suddenly stopped.
His face darkened as he asked He Caitou solemnly,
"Caitou, how are you holding up?"
He Caitou's expression struggled for a moment. In the end, he sighed and admitted,
"I'm already starting to see and hear hallucinations. I probably won't last much longer."
"Same here."
Xu Sanshi replied flatly. He glanced around at the smoke-filled surroundings, then suddenly asked He Caitou,
"Caitou, can I trust you?"
"?"
Xu Sanshi's abrupt question left He Caitou stunned.
Xu Sanshi continued,
"If we lose this match, the main responsibility is mine. I was careless and misjudged their abilities. How could a Five Ring Soul King possibly be easy to deal with? To be honest, my trump card requires an extremely high degree of focus. In my current state, I can't use it at all. In other words, we've already lost our strongest weapon."
"But." His tone shifted. "We aren't completely out of options yet. Next, I'm going to leave you and search for the enemy. You'll lose my protection, and you can't move from this spot. Can you do that?"
As Xu Sanshi spoke, the usual frivolity rarely vanished from his face. His gaze was sharp, his words filled with anger and