"Kuang Yun, save me!!"

The burly middle-aged man in armor had been confident of his victory, but suddenly hearing this cry for help, he instinctively looked over. What he saw was the defiant man with sword-like eyebrows fleeing in terror, bloodstained and clearly injured. Behind him, a cold and stern young man wielding a sword was relentlessly pursuing him.

"How is this possible?"

The armored middle-aged man was incredulous.