C3878 Lure

Faang Yang wanted to dodge, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his opponent would always follow behind him, forcing him to continue forward.

"This..." Faang Yang swallowed his saliva, and a chill ran down his spine. He was thinking about his chances of winning.

The idea of fighting only flashed in Faang Yang's mind for a moment before he threw it to the back of his mind