He frantically employed every trick he knew, not daring to relax for even a second, desperately searching for a chance to escape.
"I'm not biased toward either of you. Just give me a good fight, and I'll let you both go."
Zhao Rui spoke calmly as he attacked with both hands. His figure flickered left and right, at one moment splitting into six, the next merging from six to three, then three to one. His unpredictable movements allowed him to overwhelm the two men with a barrage of punches and kicks.
Compared to the previous fight between the two men, this battle was far less grand in scale. There were no towering True Dharma Bodies clashing, nor was there any earth-shattering destruction.
Yet for the Five Dragon Envoy and his counterpart, the danger was even greater.
Zhao Rui's Martial Arts were a blend of orthodox and unorthodox styles, encompassing the Demon Dao and even Witchcraft. Each time he shifted his Technique, a dozen or more follow-up attacks would unfold.
