C182 End

"This is bad," Mo Cha thought, struggling to maintain his focus as he attempted to fend off the onslaught. Lin Yu's two-handed sword was swift and formidable, overwhelming him. To his side, Zhou Hongguang's strength was visibly waning; he was panting heavily, clearly nearing his breaking point.

Zhou Hongguang's complexion was ashen. The blood in his veins raced faster