Zhao Youting, having just fought with Lu Shanxing, was not at his peak condition, and before he could catch his breath, he was cornered by two foes even more troublesome than Lu Shanxing.
Right now, Zhao Youting was feeling incredibly stifled, utterly suffocated.
The two people before him clearly were individuals but moved as if they were one, communicating neither with words nor with eye contact throughout the engagement.
Zhao Youting had initially planned to break through by targeting the weakest, Liang Yi, since there was a whole realm's difference between them, and theoretically, escaping should have been easy if he couldn't win.
But reality slapped him repeatedly in the face. Forget escaping; he would be immensely grateful if he could just save his own life from underneath Liang Yi's sword.
