"Bang! Bang bang!"
The pounding, like a sudden, violent storm, left Lin Fan with no chance to dodge.
The damage caused by the five blood spheres was not great.
Lin Fan only needed to raise his Protective Gang Qi, and they wouldn't be able to break through.
But just like five relentless mosquitoes, they never seemed to tire.
The attack wasn't fatal, but it was incredibly irritating.
"Damn things!"
Standing still, Lin Fan felt the frenzied pounding of the five blood spheres and grew inexplicably agitated.
He had the intention to hit back, but his efforts were as futile as throwing a meat bun to a dog—no strength came of it.
Unable to shatter them, nor defend effectively, Lin Fan became even more infuriated.
With a push of his feet, he rapidly lunged toward Nangong Haoqin.
Swinging his fists, he aimed for his face.
"I've told you hundreds of times, it's useless!"
Nangong Haoqin stood there, not dodging or moving, sneering at the attack.