Huang Tian continuously shot out transparent threads, while Lu Lin kept cutting them.
However, as time passed, even people with poor eyesight could see that Lu Lin's situation was not right.
In every move, it seemed Lu Lin had many constraints.
And the number of threads he could cut was decreasing.
Unknowingly, Huang Tian had already come within less than a zhang of Lu Lin.
At this moment, Lu Lin's body was already entwined with more than thirty transparent threads, all under Huang Tian's control. If he wanted, he could easily cut Lu Lin into pieces of flesh.
"Brother Lu Lin, you've lost."
Huang Tian showed a hint of a smug smile on his face.
"That might not be the case."
Lu Lin replied defiantly, but such an attitude made Huang Tian even more pleased, thinking maybe Lu Lin still hadn't noticed his tactics.
It seemed this Lu Lin, like Song Yu, was a reckless man who only knew how to charge forward.
