C951 If He Didn't Work Hard He Wouldn't be Satisfied Even If He Died!

"What are you up to?" Hsiao Dali watched Zhao Yu pacing back and forth, occasionally forming hand seals and casting beams of light, seemingly setting up something. He was filled with curiosity and confusion.

"I'm establishing a formation barrier," Zhao Yu answered.

Hsiao Dali's confusion deepened. "But hasn't the fight ended? What's all this fuss about? Let's just get out of here