"Sleep, sleep." The chanting becomes clearer and more urgent.
The slightly deflected spear of the knight strikes again.
This time, Tathagata grips the spear tightly with one hand.
Both sides engage in a struggle, the spear inching forward.
Everything happens in the blink of an eye; Su Qing and the others have not yet recovered from the shock when the Sky Dragon is already brewing a stronger, second fireball in its mouth, ready to launch.
"Ran, don't make a move." Just then, Zhuang Jing's voice gently reaches the ears.
Why?
Despite the doubt, Gu Ran still extinguishes the spherical lightning.
"Wake up, wake up." Zhuang Jing calls out.
"Sleep, sleep." The earlier chant has now completely turned into a demonic voice.
As Hu Qian gradually awakens from her daze, Zhuang Jing's dark pupils appear sleepy.
Zhuang Jing, struggling against sleepiness, pushes Hu Qian forcefully into the Drifting Classroom.
