"Cough cough!"
Qin Baichuan coughed slightly and spat out blood. There were some impurities in his blood and were likely bits of damaged internal organs.
Blood leaked out of the corner of Lin Tianxiong's mouth too. His left hand was still trembling at that moment, and as the meridians on his hand were practically ruined, that arm could be considered useless.
They had to face Grade-A creatures even though their inner force was only at the adept stage. The slightest misstep could cost their lives. Even if their opponent simply used spiritual energy as a defense mechanism and stood there to let them attack it, the powerful repelling force was unbearable and they would be lucky to survive that.
The gap in strength was just too huge.
It was like an ordinary person who punched boulders—the repelling force increased proportionate to the amount of strength.
"Come on, let's head to the battlefield."
