Ye Wutian collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, knowing it was not yet time to relax. Without the protection of the Primordial Qi Shield, any attack could prove fatal.
After catching his breath, he leaned on the Thunder Sword and struggled to rise.
Seeing Ye Wutian stand, fear showed on the faces of the three Psychics. Without the support of Fatso's Space Psychic Ability, they seemed vulnerable.
The bamboo pole-like man was strenuously gathering power, attempting to finish his move before Ye Wutian could act, while the tall woman kept pressing at her temples, her brow slightly furrowed as if she were straining herself. The short-haired woman, already terrified, had retreated to the corner; her ability took too long to charge, leaving her no time to prepare another attack.
