Lin Baici, relying on the ambush of the Clay Human, forced Shen Fujiang to always keep an eye out to prevent his head from getting blown off.
In addition to being entangled with Muscle Buddha, with the sharp Dragon Tooth Sword in hand, Lin Baici, although at a disadvantage, managed to hold his ground.
Because whether it's Muscle Buddha's fists or the bronze sword, a single lapse in attention could mean a severe injury for Shen Fujiang.
Lin Baici circled around Shen Fujiang, occasionally delivering a punch.
Although it wasn't directly lethal, it was intoxicating.
"Fuck!"
Shen Fujiang was annoyed to death, "Are you even a man? Fight me head-on!"
"He's getting desperate?"
Fan Baoqing was astonished.
"Yeah, he's desperate!"
The old man smacked his lips and suddenly became somewhat worried; by standing by as an observer, hoping to gain from the fisherman's benefit, he had completely offended Lin Baici.
