"..." Seeing the sharp iron hook, for a moment, Ji You's expression was complex beyond words.
Xuzhou obviously didn't want to waste words with Ji You. He swung the rope, and the iron hook kept spinning in mid-air.
Whoosh——
The iron hook was thrown.
Ji You tightly hugged the light pillar, not daring to let go or use too much force. At this moment, she truly felt at a loss for what to do. She could dodge, but where could she dodge to?
On the ground, it was Xuzhou staring fiercely like a hungry wolf.
In mid-air, the spinning iron hook occasionally grazed Ji You's clothes. A slight misstep, even by a second or millisecond, and the outcome would be entirely different.
Xuzhou swung it round after round, each targeting Ji You's critical points, yet Ji You's dodging skills were not to be underestimated either.
Each time, Xuzhou missed just by a hair.
Just by a little.
