Zhanye kept dodging, forcing the students of Spectre College to maintain the frequency of their attacks. After half an hour, Zhanye suddenly retreated from the battlefield.
The continuous attacks for half an hour had made the students of Spectre College want to vomit blood. Seeing Zhanye finally leave, they breathed a sigh of relief.
What they wanted to wait for was for the Flaming Red Squad to swarm up impatiently. At that time, they could give them a heavy blow.
Zhanye returned to the team without any injuries.
"You can't last any longer?" Shile raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhanye with a wicked smile on his face as if he were mocking his "endurance".
Zhanye glanced at his friend and said nothing.
Shile stretched his muscles and walked out.
"Alright, it's my turn."
With that said, Shile rushed to the students of Spectre College.
