"We are under attack! Work together to defend!"
The team leader shouted, and they regrouped in a swift motion, working together to defend against the incoming onslaught.
As soon as Ken saw they disengaged from him to fight the others, he also took his distance, unwilling to compete for the BP. After all, he didn't need it, and his body was wounded. The cut on his chest was especially large and sent constant pulses of pain to his pain receptors.
'There's a path, I can't risk fighting them now.'
Ken didn't fear fighting them if he was in optimal condition, but it wasn't the case. Upon noticing an opening, he sprinted in that direction.
"Stop him! He is wounded and carries tons of BP!"
One of the intermediate Nascent Soul cultivators shouted, but the child easily slid under his great sword, deflected another strike, and jumped against the wall to pass over the high Nascent Soul cultivator's head.
