"Let's attack together!"
Mo Qingxuan and the seven Grandmasters were all seasoned veterans of the martial world. Their mental fortitude was beyond question. Despite the gnawing fear in their hearts, they knew that to survive, they had to fight with everything they had. People often unleash far greater potential when facing a desperate situation. As the saying goes, the ruthless fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who have nothing to lose.
Adopting a do-or-die fighting style, Mo Qingxuan and the seven Grandmasters charged almost simultaneously. The eight men, relying on years of honed coordination, launched a pincer attack, each targeting one of Ye Xiu's eight different vital points. Mo Qingxuan leaped to strike Ye Xiu's brow, while the seven Grandmasters assumed different stances to attack his chest, lower body, sides, and back. They struck with their full power.
