At first, Lin Yun managed to gain the upper hand.
In fact, it was simply that the nine Super Warriors were reluctant to go all out against Lin Yun.
Gradually, as Lin Yun's strength rapidly depleted, the attacks from the nine Super Warriors began to intensify, and Lin Yun started to fall behind.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Lin Yun's body was thrown out time and again, each time suffering significant injuries.
"Bang!"
Half an hour later, Lin Yun's body was thrown out once more.
With such attacks, he would normally cough up blood.
This time he did not.
It was not that the attack was weaker, but rather that there was almost no fresh blood left in his body to cough up.
This time, the only thing it did was cause more blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth, his body covered in countless wounds, his condition extremely weak, almost entirely dependent on his strong will to hold on.
"It's about time…"
Adrift in the starry sky, Lin Yun looked down and spoke softly as he flew backwards.