In the sharp sound of a sonic boom, Yu Wenxuan, who appeared obviously more fragile than that fist, charged forward with a roar.
"Boom!"
A massive flame burst forth in front of him, but as the fist halted momentarily, Yu Wenxuan was also sent flying heavily.
Just before he hit the ground, a human shadow swiftly arrived behind him and caught him by the shoulder.
Li Yalin looked down and exclaimed in shock, "Ah... you..."
Without direct contact, just the shockwave filled Yu Wenxuan's fragile human body with tiny cracks and wounds, his entire body soaked in blood.
Yu Wenxuan's face was etched with pain, but he didn't look at his body. Instead, he struggled to say, "Save... save... let Ling Mo..."
"Whoosh!"
Li Yalin quickly looked up...
It turned out that the flaming fist hadn't been stopped completely... After a slight pause, it once again came smashing towards them. Evidently, Yu Wenxuan's flame was not enough to instantly destroy it, causing it to lose all mobility.
