Suddenly, a pair of hands steadied Jin Xuyan from behind. His body leaned against a small but firm shoulder. Turning his head, he met Jiao Lizhi's worried gaze.
At that moment, a thought crossed his mind.
'My Ah Zhi is actually worried about me. It seems that getting hurt once in a while isn't so bad. '
As the two exchanged glances for a second, Qin Luzi raised both hands, summoning several wind blades above his palms. Clenching his teeth, he flung them at the zombie.
Even after losing both arms, the level-three zombie remained terrifyingly fast. It leaped, dodging the incoming wind blades, and pounced straight at Qin Luzi.
Seeing this, Qin Luzi's eyes flashed and his breath was caught in his throat.
He had overexerted himself summoning too many wind blades, and now his energy was nearly depleted. Dizzy from exhaustion, his reaction was a second slower.