C263 The Fifth Type

"Scram!"

Chen Yi uttered the command, his voice cool and dismissive. A surge of green lightning and fire erupted, sweeping forward.

The disciples of Heavenly Beast Mountain, caught off guard, were sent reeling back in retreat.

Whoosh!

Having repelled them, Chen Yi activated his Swift Spirit Platinum Boots and darted to one side, seemingly intent on fleeing.

"You've slipped away twice already