Lin Baici's Muscle Buddha and Bronze Sword were mere feints; the Champion Dart was the killing blow, but the issue was that the monster's resistance to impact was too strong.
Even the Champion Dart, which could pierce through someone's skull, could at most damage its eyes, and even such an injury seemed no different from a mere scratch to it.
"Quite the idea!"
The artistic youth pulled out the Champion Dart, glanced at it, and then tossed it back towards Lin Baici, "But it's utterly useless!"
Lin Baici dodged.
"All of you, get out!"
Fei Xiao roared, his fists glowing with gold light, each punch sparkling like the dawn, leaving behind a trail of golden paint wherever they hit.
Zhang Heng's saber danced a whirl of steel shadows around the artistic youth, which would have reduced any ordinary monster to minced meat, but this god casually slapped away the afterimages of the saber into a two-dimensional space, freezing them completely.