The repeated failed attacks left Hongyuan Holy Son frustrated beyond words. Each strike he delivered carried significant force, intending to seriously injure Ye Qiu, but none hit their mark, resulting in wasted effort and missed opportunities.
The sensation was akin to hitting cotton, and while it was tolerable the first few times, consistently failing to reach the target was maddening enough to make one spit blood.
This Ye Fentian was slipperier than an eel.
Although Hongyuan Holy Son was vexed, he didn't stop. The five warriors had been crippled by Ye Qiu, which was a harsh blow to his ego, as it dismantled his elite team, leaving him alone.
With so many people watching, if he didn't get some payback and humiliate Ye Qiu, how would others perceive him?
His reputation as Hongyuan Holy Son would plummet.
To Hongyuan Holy Son, Ye Qiu's advantage was simply his agility. If Ye Qiu didn't fear confrontation, why was he constantly dodging?
