Mo Chang tightened his grip on the dao ball, infusing it with his spiritual energy. The main goal of the game was to throw a pitch fast enough to evade the batter's swing and be caught by the catcher, but at that moment, Mo Chang just wanted to launch the ball so hard it would wipe the smug grin off Yang Wei's face.
Yang Wei taunted, "Come on, Chang boy, we don't have all day..."
Enraged, Mo Chang hurled the ball with such force that it seemed to make the air explode. It raced toward Yang Wei, who effortlessly swung his dao bat. However, Mo Chang's spin on the ball caused it to dip, and Yang Wei had to sprint towards the next celestial base as a fielder retrieved the ball.
"Grandmaster, here!" The fielder shouted, as they threw the ball across.
"Nice!" Mu Lingxi exclaimed as she caught the ball in her glove.
Suddenly, she saw Yang Wei barreling towards her with uncontrollable speed.
Before she could react, he crashed into her.
BLAM!
