Feeling the surging power from Zhao Yuan's hand, Lin Xing knew that this top fighter under Commander Zhang's command was indeed as formidable as rumored.
"Should we take him down first?"
"But he should be considered an ally, right?"
"And he's more likely to just capture or cripple me, rather than kill me."
Thinking this, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "It's still more convenient to operate alone, teammates can too easily hinder me."
As Lin Xing was thinking this, his right hand had already picked up a talisman, and he murmured, "Heaven and Earth naturally, heed my command, arise, wind!"
Suddenly, to Zhao Yuan's astonishment, a gust of wind sprang up around them, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Zhao Yuan, shielding his face, burst through the swirling dust just in time to see Lin Xing already far away.
A surge of surprise rose in his heart, "Was that… he actually knows talismans?"
