Su Guowei still did not speak. He gritted his teeth as he looked at Su Yun on the screen. No one knew what he was thinking.
In the arena, Big Head Yang, who was closest to them, could not help but sigh when he saw this scene.
"Why does it feel like Su Yun's situation is getting worse? Previously, he was just muddle-headed, but now, he's a little delirious!"
"That's right!" It was rare for Lin Xiao to agree with Big Head Yang. At that moment, he hurriedly looked around, hoping to find an opening to help Su Yun.
Geneticists 01 and 02, on the other hand, had no time to think about what Su Yun was doing. They were already approaching, raising the wooden sticks in their hands and smashing them at Su Yun. At the same time, they shouted, "Let's fight, Macheteman!"
Su Yun did not respond. Instead, he suddenly waved his hand, and the grass in his hand swept towards the two geneticists as if he had once held a wooden saber.
