Yet, no matter how brutal and vicious Evil Scholar was, his limited strength was a fact and disadvantage. When the Rank 3 jade dragons attacked him again, he was soon covered in wounds.
Meanwhile, Black Crow was fully occupied with fighting the blood bat, unable to divide his attention. Both of them were almost balanced in strength though this balance might soon topple over.
"Old Black, think of something or I'll die!" Evil Scholar suddenly shouted. He couldn't hold on much longer.
Evil Scholar was a great cook, a good storyteller, and an educated man in their community. However, fighting was not his forte. His white cat wasn't that strong either so they were just barely holding out.
He couldn't begin to compare with an expert like Black Crow. According to Evil Scholar, anyone at Black Crow's level was considered insane and right now, he was fighting these insane people. Who could possibly hold out that long?
Black Crow was getting anxious too.
