Fang Lin calmly observed the man, a sense of unease inexplicably stirring within him from the moment he laid eyes on this masked individual.
Wang Erdan and the others were on the same depth, with the masked man at a slightly farther distance, still within the same depth.
In this way, Fang Lin had fallen behind.
"The gap is immediately apparent, Fang Lin is indeed too inexperienced."
"He was too reckless before, now he's struggling to adapt to the murderous aura."
"He probably sustained internal injuries, he must be suppressing them now."
"It's likely, he did overestimate himself after all"
"That masked man is truly formidable, but his background is still a mystery"
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Outside the ancient battlefield, the crowd was buzzing with discussions. While they did not hold high hopes for Fang Lin, they were exceedingly curious about the masked man.
