Xu Xiangyang saw Zhu Qingyue being tackled to the ground in a flash, and without much thought, his head heated up, and he let out a large yell as he pounced forward.
"Bang!"
The Possessor, caught off guard, was unexpectedly knocked aside by him, and the two of them rolled on the ground several times, entangled in each other.
The young man felt a surge of joy within, having not expected to succeed.
No matter how outstanding the Possessor's physical abilities were, the body was still human after all, tall and thin, and prone to losing balance.
But he was well aware that this state couldn't last, thinking that he had only managed to take his opponent by surprise this time; instinctively, he tightened his arms, attempting to grab hold of the other's head.
