"Shit, I'm out!"
Qingshan retreated from the battle, looking utterly battered. Three others immediately took his place, continuing to support Zhang Hu.
Qingshan's once-crisp white suit was now in tatters. Yu Fei wasn't faring any better. Less than half of his golden cape remained, and his Profound Scale Armor was covered in gashes, having lost almost all of its defensive capability.
Yu Fei was completely surrounded. Attackers would fall back, exhausted, only to be replaced by fresh fighters. Every time he gained the upper hand and tried to press his advantage, a barrage of super-powered bullets would cut him off, interrupting him time and again.
Zhang Hu and Qingshan could still find chances to rest and recover, but Yu Fei could only rely on his own willpower to persevere.
During the fight, he had relied on his Yang Qi's regenerative abilities to take out seven sophomores. Zhang Hu and the others were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
