In Zhou Jing's eyes, Xu Lingyun's movements seemed uncontrolled. His strength was fleeting, and his speed seemed to be slow.
He had seen the experienced hunters of the Mutant World. Now, dealing with a newbie like Xu Lingyun, who had yet to completely master his body, was like crossing the road in the wee hours of the morning. There was no pressure at all.
"Scram!"
Zhou Jing reached out and grabbed Xu Lingyun's ankle. Then, he stretched out his leg and tripped Xu Lingyun to the ground with ease.
Xu Lingyun got up and continued to charge forward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two figures kept crossing hands with each other. Zhou Jing almost never left his original position and only changed his steps in a small area. Meanwhile, Xu Lingyun kept repeating the cycle of charging, falling, getting up and continuing to charge. He fell on the floor more than ten times.