"Is that all you've got? You can't even figure out where I am?"
At the moment of Lin Fan's confusion.
Suddenly.
A faint voice came through.
Laced with contempt and disdain.
This was naked mockery directed at Lin Fan.
The two exchanged blows, yet couldn't find the other's trace - truly a disgraceful situation.
Especially since there were no bystanders around, it was evident they were not on the same level.
"Stop playing tricks and show yourself! What, are you afraid of me?"
"Afraid? Hahahaha! You can't even find my shadow but dare to boast that I'm afraid of you?"
Lin Fan's eye twitched.
This bit of ridicule truly stung his heart.
If he couldn't find the enemy, how could he even talk of attacking?
He felt like a headless fly without a target, frantically buzzing about, unsure what to do.
Lin Fan grew more impatient, anxiously searching for Ling Wudeng's traces while worrying about Mo Ningxiang on the mountain.
