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At first, he found himself in quite a predicament when facing the combined attacks of the two opponents. However, as the battle progressed, he gradually adapted and began to master the rhythm of his movements. With the aid of his Sword Technique and the combat skills awakened through his "instinct," the fight became increasingly manageable. From initially giving it his all, he was now able to conserve some strength, knowing that there was still that person named Gong outside who had yet to make a move.
Liu San felt a violent impact to his chest, and before he knew it, he was sent flying out of the battle circle. He tumbled to the ground and staggered back several steps before finally coming to a stop. A metallic taste filled his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The breath he had been holding since being interrupted by that kid earlier escaped him as well. Leaning on his sword with one hand, he bent over to spit out the blood before retrieving a pill from his pocket and swallowing it; he needed to recover quickly.
After being kicked out of the battle circle, the thin man felt an increase in pressure. Indeed, Liu San had been sent flying by a kick to the chest. The thin man understood that Liu San needed time to recover, so he had to hold on until Liu San was back in fighting shape. As for Boss Gong intervening, that seemed unlikely, and he hoped it wouldn't happen. If they needed Boss Gong's help to deal with this kid, their share of the spoils would be even smaller. After years of cooperation among the three of them, most of what they earned ended up in Gong's hands. Of course, Boss Gong provided them with some rare cultivation resources as compensation for what they couldn't find themselves. But if Boss Gong stepped in now, their gains from this encounter would be nonexistent. With these thoughts in mind, he couldn't help but accelerate his attack speed.
Boss Gong's gaze shifted away from Xiao Hei and landed on Liu San, who was currently recovering his energy. His attention had been entirely focused on Xiao Hei earlier, neglecting the situation within the battle circle. It seemed that Liu San sensed his boss's gaze; he stopped channeling energy and prepared to re-enter the fray. However, just as he was about to step back in, the thin man retreated instead.
"Boss, this kid is strange!" The thin man said breathlessly as he exited the battle circle, his breathing heavy and erratic; it was clear he was nearing his limit. He didn't want to end up like Liu San and be kicked out of the fight, so he chose to withdraw voluntarily.
As the dust settled, Mo Wen emerged from within; at that moment, he resembled a beggar more than anything else. His clothes were no longer just dirty but also torn—thanks to the thin man and Liu San's attacks. Although he had sustained injuries during the fight, they were merely superficial and had already healed; only dried blood remained on his clothes, which were so filthy that it blended into the grime surrounding him.
The thin man did not pursue him but instead stood still, leaning on his sword while gasping for air. His aura was chaotic; in fact, he looked worse off than the thin man.
"I'm done playing; let's part ways here. You go your way..." Mo Wen said breathlessly as he raised his head and noticed the three opponents' gazes fixed on him.
Boss Gong frowned at Mo Wen across from him. He had confidence in both Liu San and the thin man's abilities; even if he faced two opponents alone from their realm, he felt assured—but not without concern for how things might turn out against this kid. This kid absolutely could not be allowed to escape; their trio had a notorious reputation outside. It would be easy for others to learn about them if this kid managed to get away. Given that he appeared alone here yet possessed such combat prowess indicated that his backing must be formidable. If they didn't eliminate this potential threat in the Lava Sea, it would surely lead to endless troubles down the line.
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