Unable to dodge, Pan Xisheng used his defensive art, which created fiery explosions. The blast from the explosions repelled all the flying knives before they hit him.
Xin Wuming remained clinging to his left arm, refusing to let go. The fiery explosions burned him but were not strong enough to push him away. Pan Xisheng was furious. How could a Beginning Mystic Stage trouble him so? His other hand was still busy controlling his book-whip to contest against Xu Bao, so he used his legs and delivered multiple kicks at Xin Wuming. Each kick broke the man's bones, but Xin Wuming still wouldn't release his clutch.
"Why don't you just die…?!!" Pan Xisheng exclaimed in frustration.
He sensed attacks from his back again. Four of the many knives he had repelled had suddenly reversed course and came at him again. At the same time, he sensed Amon coming at him from above.
"Give up! You are finished!" Amon exclaimed. He threw his ceremonial dagger.
