"No way, trying such a trick at this life-and-death moment?" Behind him, Long Wudang stared blankly at that wisp of Little Fire; he had suffered greatly at Han Yan's hands and knew that this Little Fire was definitely not as simple as it looked. Anyone who dared underestimate it would die miserably. However, at such a time, he didn't believe Xiang Qiuzhan would fall for such foolishness. He even thought Han Yan was seeking death by playing tricks during a life-and-death battle.
If Han Yan knew his thoughts, she would definitely cry injustice. She never intended to feign weakness to confuse her opponents, she never did. She had no choice; heaven knows why every time she exerted all her strength in Divine Arts, it always started with Little Fire before ending with a magnificent blaze, making her seem so cunning and sly.
