Ji Qing and his companions seized the best opportunity to strike.
The three of them no longer bothered to pretend, surrounding Shen Li in the trap and directly attacking.
Shen Li found it difficult to fend off six hands with just his two fists, and his strength was limited, quickly falling into a disadvantage.
He sighed softly, "Going to such lengths just to deal with me, was it really necessary."
Ji Qing sneered coldly, "Heh, daring to stand in my way, you deserve death!"
The other two mocked as well, "A lowlife from the Wasteland Zone, really thinks he's so capable? Daring even to partake in the Divine Fox Clan's trial, does he truly believe he has a chance? Delusional!"
"Failing to see one's place leads to a path of death."
"We'll give you a quick end!"
"Just obediently 'accidentally' die here!"
Shen Li couldn't withstand the frenzied assault from the group, stepping into a trap housing a long-prepared lethal move.
