Ye Fen stared into the dust and smoke hiding Feng Luotian. He was the Three Wings Master here, yet once again he did not know how to turn that strength into the help his brother needed.
It reminded him of Hornet Fortress. There, too, his cultivation had been higher than his enemies', but he had done little more than hold them off until Luotian acted.
His tribe had lived far from such conflicts. Their abilities let them coexist with monsters, and strength alone had usually been enough to deal with the danger that remained. He had never needed a collection of combat skills to survive that life.
Human opponents used skills to turn a stronger enemy's actions against him. Without practice recognizing and answering those methods, Ye Fen's strength could become predictable.
