Two figures moved across the ground at an extremely rapid pace.
It was the proctor and the Curse Shadow that had taken hold of him!
The shockwaves from their battle continuously trembled through the void, stirring up gusts of wind.
Nangong Sirui stood not far away, hands formed into a seal, yet he was always unable to release any techniques.
"So fast, no good... My techniques can't keep up at all."
He bowed his head in deep thought, then suddenly shouted aloud:
"Teacher, save me--"
"I can't hold on much longer!"
In midair, the two figures abruptly separated.
One of them, like a flash of light and shadow, shot straight down with a manic laugh:
"I'll kill your student first, and then we'll see what fighting spirit you have left to battle me!"
In the blink of an eye, the figure pounced in front of Nangong Sirui.
Nangong Sirui's face showed a look of terror.
"Die!"
Clang--
A loud noise echoed.
The gray shadow collided harshly against the phantom of a large shield.