Chen Mo also noticed Sun Yi's condition, and transmitted to Su Mengyan: "Mengyan, later we shouldn't engage him head-on. Just wear him down. He won't be able to hold on for much longer."
This isn't a life-and-death battle; it's not worth risking lives.
Just exhaust the opponent until he can't sustain himself, and victory will naturally follow without head-on clashes.
Su Mengyan nodded.
The battle resumed.
But neither Chen Mo nor Su Mengyan engaged in close combat with Sun Yi, instead keeping their distance.
When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we harass.
This tactic drove the already frustrated Sun Yi into a furious rage: "Are you only capable of hiding?"
The staff in Sun Yi's hand enlarged again, becoming as powerful as its true form, akin to a pillar propping up the heavens.
Sun Yi wielded the pillar, sweeping it horizontally toward the two of them.
However, his strength was waning, and the weapon was exceedingly heavy.
