"Protectors!" Third Young Master Liang's face changed. He was a Yin Grade martial artist, hence he naturally noticed the might of Ou Yangming's suicidal attack.
A barefoot man would not be afraid of a man with shoes. Nonetheless, Third Young Master Liang, who came from a rich family, was not just a man with shoes. He wore a pair of golden boots, so how could he perish together with a reckless man?
"Swoosh—"
Five Yin Grade masters appeared in front of Ou Yangming. Each of them retrieved a sharp weapon, and they were ready to cut Ou Yangming into pieces as soon as he approached them.
The Yin Grade martial artists fixed their gaze on Ou Yangming as they waited for the moment that would make their blood boil. Nevertheless, they suddenly realized something strange at the next instant.
Ou Yangming's body was becoming smaller instead of bigger.
'What's going on?'
Just as they wondered, they heard a miserable shriek.
