Volume 11 Chapter 104 The Oriole Behind the Mantis (Part 2)

Wazi’s two makers wobbled a tad upon returning to the ground. Although Moyan Luohou choked back the blood that surged up his throat, it didn’t mean he could control his injuries. In fact, his injuries had gone beyond the acceptable level, which meant that Moyan Clan was in peril.

Like he told Abels, Moyan Luohou never intended to get involved with the campaign, but he couldn’t help himself after watching Martial Paragon’s final palm attack. People tended to reminiscent the past more as they grow older. Every once in a while, Moyan Luohou would recall his first meeting with Martial Paragon. Moyan Luohou shook his head, resisting the urge to smile over the nostalgia.

The war of attrition against Chichen was the most taxing fight, while the fight against Wazi was taxing because they had to slay it before it regained its healing ability. Against Chichen, they methodically defended and attacked. Against Wazi, they focused solely on offence, using everything they recovered and took damage to impose attacks of their own.

When Wazi was cornered, it feigned retreat and then sprung back on them when they exposed themselves to a sudden attack. Compared to Wazi, Abels and Moyan Luohou weren’t expecting such a sly opponent when Chichen never used feints or anything of the sort. Nevertheless, they managed to force Wazi into a war in the end.

Abels flopped onto his back, heaving and huffing to get air back into his lungs and heavy body. “We’ve been fighting since day time, yet it’s still not over. No wonder why we needed such a big force,” he commented, referring to the sounds of conflict still audible in the night.

Moyan Luohou strolled over to Martial Paragon once he was done meditating briefly. With his visual skill, he didn’t need to check Martial Paragon’s pulse to determine the latter’s status. Feng Xue only had between ten to 20% left of his lifetime of training. Expecting him to fight again anytime soon was asking for the impossi