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About a minute had passed when the shadows on the ground suddenly fluctuated, and two figures burst out at the same time. Both of the jesting clowns bore wounds, but the opponent's jesting clown clearly had more severe injuries, while Ghost only had a few minor ones.
Facing an opponent that had left the cover of Shadow Concealment, Ghost raised its hand and threw nine flying knives, which, if one observed closely, were not aimed in exactly the same direction. There was a slight angular difference between them, and as they flew, they gradually spread out, cutting off the opponent's space to dodge.
Seeing that evasion was futile, the opponent's jesting clown saw its body surface begin to tremble with black smoke, and in the next instant, it swapped places with a nearby rock.
Lin Su and Ghost's eyes flashed simultaneously.
A good opportunity!
Black smoke also began to tremble on the surface of Ghost's body.
