"Again!" Su Yang roared loudly, feeling an increasing surge of bravery as he fought.
"Seeking death!" Smiling Hidden Knife coldly shouted, striking again with several palms, pushing Su Yang back more than ten steps, until he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Su Yang!" Lü Donglin cried out urgently, repeatedly trying to stand, but lacked the strength. His complexion also turned extremely somber, knowing that if Su Yang continued like this, he would surely suffer greatly.
Su Yang paid him no heed, still fiercely clashing with Smiling Hidden Knife. However, his strength was far less than Smiling Hidden Knife's, and every clash made him vomit blood, essentially battling Smiling Hidden Knife at the expense of his own life.
Before long, Su Yang's strength significantly weakened, his clothes stained considerably with fresh blood. The outcome of the battle had become very clear—Smiling Hidden Knife could easily kill Su Yang now.
