'No, if this keeps up, I'll definitely be worn down and killed. I can't go on like this.'
Zhang Deming's eyes glinted as an idea suddenly came to him.
Zhang Deming retracted the Vines around his body. On the ground around him, numerous Vines sprouted up. He crouched slightly, and the Light Wings on his back appeared, vibrating rapidly.
Zhang Deming leaped up, his body as light as a feather. In mid-air, he lightly tapped off the Vines he had grown, beginning to kite the two Powerful Ant Demons on the ground.
A moment later, two more Powerful Ant Demons appeared. Zhang Deming remained in the sky, using the sturdy Vines and the Feather Fall Technique to kite all four of them.
By the time the third wave of Powerful Ant Demons appeared, there were six on the ground.
Zhang Deming took the opportunity to catch his breath. The half-day of high-intensity combat had truly exhausted him.
