Bai Chen’s situation right now could be regarded as quite critical, or not so critical.
This was because even though Jong Zhue was leaping towards him at a great speed, Bai Chen could still see him clearly.
‘Seems like he’s not at the sky soaring level,’ Bai Chen thought and quickly dodged to the side.
Judging from Jong Zhue’s movements, Bai Chen was confident that he was not a sky soaring cultivator.
This actually relieved him a lot, but he would not underestimate him just yet.
“You think you can dodge this?” Jong Zhue followed Bai Chen to the side.
His hand, encased in brown spirit qi, hit Bai Chen’s chest mercilessly!
BAM!
Bai Chen’s body was like a cut tightrope. He flew to the side and hit the wall so hard, it quaked once.
Thud!
His body dropped to the ground loudly. His face turned pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Pain radiated throughout his chest, making him unable to breathe for a short while. His back was also in pain.