"Slash—"

Mamba's short knife sliced through the throat of a Rune Zombie. He had intended to decapitate it, but the relentless hacking had drained his strength and dulled his blade.

The Rune Zombie's head tilted, and blood spurted from its severed carotid artery, yet it didn't stop its biting motion, grabbing Mamba's body with both hands.

"Thud."

Gao Yang's crowbar, shaped like a 7, struck the top of the Rune Zombie's head like a hoe.

With a forceful pull, Gao Yang yanked the Rune Zombie backward, sending it flying off Mamba.@@novelbin@@

"You okay?"

Gao Yang panted heavily, his stamina nearly depleted.

In less than a minute, they had fought and retreated, killing seven or eight Rune Zombies, pushing their limits.

Neither of them was like Gray Bear, a warrior with endurance. Though agile and explosive, their stamina was lacking.

At that moment, Gao Yang felt an unprecedented regret.

He had relied too much on the System and his Talent, neglecting basic physical training and not seeking practical combat training with Fighting Tiger.

If Qing Ling, wielding a Tang Blade, were standing here now, even without Talent, she might have prevailed.

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