Ye Tian couldn't help but curse internally. Just how many more people were going to rush at him, and just how much longer did he have to hold out? If pushed into a corner, he'd charge directly into the crowd and wreak havoc!
Although he thought thus, his feet continued to circle around without ceasing, and he couldn't leave the designated battlefield. Several times, Ye Tian almost got hit by the Finger Skill from Liu Zhiming chasing behind him. The arm that had been touched by Liu Zhiming was now gradually losing sensation, leading Ye Tian to suspect that his meridians were being blocked. If things went south, it could possibly lead to the entire arm being crippled.
The dense footsteps finally ceased. What followed was a taut sound, akin to a stretched rubber band, which tightly plucked at one's heartstrings. It was as if dancing on a tightrope over the brink of life and death.
