Only people who possess the wind element spiritual power like him can barely keep up with his movements.
"Do you think that you are the best?" Yue Ran asked.
Even if the young woman is engaged in combat, one can still see a steady and unruffled calmness on her face. As her opponent, seeing her like this is undoubtedly a blow to his confidence.
"Cheng Mo does not dare," Cheng Mo said.
The fire element spiritual power belonging to Yue Ran swept towards him along with the wind. The stronger the wind, the stronger the fire. With a monstrous momentum, Cheng Mo held his breath again and disappeared from their sight in an instant.
"He is so annoying," Shu Ye grumbled. "We should—"
Before Shu Ye could finish his words, Yue Ran yelled, "Behind you!"
Shu Ye tried to dodge but was still stabbed in the left side of his waist and abdomen. Blood spurted out, and Shu Ye hurriedly leaped to the front to minimize the blow he took.
