Zi Yi only managed to recover her senses after a moment. She swiftly retreated and at the same time, took out a hidden weapon and aimed it at the woman.
The figure of the masked man and woman became virtual shadows in the downpour. Zi Yi guessed that both of them should be skilled in ancient martial arts or something.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and activated the mechanism for her hidden weapon.
At the same time, she threw out a circular ball.
As expected, the woman avoided her hidden weapon and dashed forwards in her direction.
"Just in time." Zi Yi curled her lips and shouted to the masked man, "Stand still!"
Zi Yi stood rooted to the spot without avoiding the oncoming figure. Looking at the woman approaching her, a flash of lightning was attracted by the item she threw on the ground.
Shortly after came the sound of the ground exploding.
The burning scent of clothes and skin wafted in the air.
