The Shadow Pavilion disciples gritted their teeth, then the three of them scrambled to their feet, charging frantically toward the men in black regardless of the consequences.
"Overestimating yourselves!"
The man in black sneered, swatting the three of them away with a single sweep of his hand. They hit the ground hard, their faces ash-gray. The gap in strength was too vast. To their senses, these two men were unfathomable—they were completely outmatched.
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