"Rattle Strength!"
"Flipping Force!"
"Swallowing and Spitting Force!"
"Rolling Force!"
"Transparent Force!"
"That's it!"
"Keep fighting like that!"
Yan Chuan became more and more excited as he spoke.
Wang Zhengyi fought with increasing zest.
Zhuge Zhen, on the other hand, felt more and more stifled, increasingly on the defensive.
Yan Chuan's guidance was precise and striking.
He could pinpoint a person's weaknesses with incredible accuracy.
He was pressing the situation from the sidelines, bare-handed, yet preventing Zhuge Zhen from fully displaying his abilities and giving Wang Zhengyi sufficient time to observe and familiarize himself with "Heavenly Earth," thus experimenting with various techniques under Yan Chuan's guidance and demonstrations.
Zhuge Zhen seemed like a fish in a barrel, pursued and toyed with by two giant hands. Although they couldn't capture him immediately, being in the barrel meant capture was only a matter of time.
