The man hesitated for a long time, unsure whether he should continue to deal with Xiao Han.
"Heh, whether I'm bluffing or not, just bring it on," Xiao Han chuckled. At this moment, large beads of sweat dripped unstoppably from his body. It was June, and the weather was hot. Even though it was evening, the air was still filled with stifling heat.
The man's mouth curled into a cold smirk as he chuckled, "Damn, since you're inviting me over, then I'll come!"
Having said that, he decisively charged forward.
Xiao Han squinted his eyes, aware that any attack could knock him down. Xiao Han's strength had already diminished significantly, and he didn't know if his remaining energy could withstand the opponent's attacks. Xiao Han couldn't afford to lose, so he had to stand firm and muster all his strength.
The opponent's attack was still fierce, and his speed was fast.
