บท 436: Precursor

Beneath the plant vine clone of Yang Qing, a slender vine was rapidly burrowing through the sand and rock, slithering and crisscrossing everywhere as it sunk in deeper and deeper into the ground. On its tip, it was surrounded by aurora lights that would occasionally drift a certain way which the vine would follow.

Meanwhile, the four judges had adjusted their fighting to suit the present circumstance. Even though Yang Qing's boost was still there, they slightly altered their fighting to accommodate him by lessening the burden of what he had to do especially when it came to dealing with their injuries.

The breadth with which they attacked didn't reduce, because if they let up, they had no doubt that Feng Qiu would capitalize on it and attack Yang Qing. However, even if they didn't decrease their intensity, they did slightly position themselves and also had targeted attacks.