Seeing this, Zhou Jing clicked his tongue.
"Then eat a staff of mine too!"
He strode forward and raised the stick with both hands, his movements extremely agile.
Wu Zhen was completely focused and did not dare to fight head-on. He raised his staff to block this blow. At the same time, he crossed his legs and was prepared to dodge to the side.
However, at this moment, Zhou Jing suddenly let go of his right hand. With a blinding speed, he grabbed Wu Zhen's belt and pulled him to the side.
Plonk!
Wu Zhen immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"How about now?"
Zhou Jing crossed his arms and looked at Wu Zhen, who was crawling up with his face covered in dust.