"Hong Zhong, don't struggle. They sent me to deal with you because they knew my ability could counter yours. You're out of luck this time," Li Huowang said with a hint of smugness, his consciousness currently inside Bei Feng's body.
Faced with the current situation, Li Huowang decided to strike first. At a time like this, it was crucial to seize the initiative to keep the enemies around him off-balance.
"Really, Hong Zhong? That's just lame. How could you steal my line?"
Li Huowang gritted his teeth in hatred, looking at Bei Feng—inhabiting his own body—acting so coquettishly.
Now in Bei Feng's body, Li Huowang raised a hand toward the Cyclops beside him. "Give me the sword!"
Just as a hint of hesitation appeared in the Cyclops's eyes, his body was taken over by Bei Feng in the next instant. She jumped several feet away with a sinister smile. However, Li Huowang didn't even spare her a glance. He grabbed a nearby sword and charged straight for his own original body.
