A Hypocritical Sect
This wasn't good.
"Attack! Don't let him in! Protect the sect!"
No one knows who gave the order, but as soon as they heard it, they awoke from their stupor.
Like bees, they swarmed towards Chu Che vigilantly to protect their precious hive while glaring with murderous intent at their opponent.
Chu Che ignored their hateful gazes and snapped his neck and fingers as if warming up.
~Crack~
Alright. He was willing to play tonight.
~Whoosh!
Like an invisible plague, he rendered his opponents weak and helpless.
Where was he? Where did he go?
These were the sort of questions everyone asked before pulling their final breath.
He couldn't even see their opponent's moves, so how could they fight?
If Chu Che wanted to show off, he would slow his momentum down.
But there was a better time.
He wanted nothing more than to get this done quickly, save the kids, and get back to Wenji town.
With his mind firm, he didn't even give his opponents the chance to fight back.