C1297 I Was in a Hurry

As Zhang Xing emerged from the depths of the pond, three ambushers were poised for attack. They knew the importance of the formation—it could buy them precious seconds.

The moment Zhang Xing's foot lashed out to disrupt the formation, three silhouettes brandishing swords charged at him.

Unfazed, Zhang Xing countered with a swift trio of punches