The man clutched his stomach and tried to stop the bleeding, but the blood just kept flowing out.
'I will die anytime now if I don't find any medication,' he thought. 'How are these kids not hurt after taking so much damage. Did I not hit them? I'm sure I did. Then… do they have medicine?'
The man started to get greedy. "Yes, that must be it," he said. "I will kill you and find medicine for myself."
"Get ready," Wan Li shouted.
The man suddenly leaped forward and swung down the spear. However, midway through, he lost his consciousness once more.
However, the very next second, it was back once more. He was getting used to this happening and immediately focused back on heating.
Wan Li had thankfully stepped out of the way and hit the man to the face with his sword.
The man grunted at the pain, but there was not even a cut. The damage was akin to being hit on the wrist with a ruler.
