"DAMN IT WHY CAN'T WE HIT HIM?!" A bandit yelled out as he clumsily fell forward.
"It's like he knows what we're going to do before we do it." another one yelled as he crashed into another bandit by mistake.
Although it looked as if Zhishi Wu had full control of the situation "too much" that was all he had time to think, the cognitive stress of processing the individual movements of 20 cultivators was taking a very real toll on him in addition to the constant usage of spiritual sense that was draining him, an ability he wasn't even supposed to possess.
"I need to figure out a way to counter attack." all this evasion was just delaying the inevitable.
There was almost no way for him to dodge and counter when faced with this onslaught of attacks.
