This moment of hesitation was the difference between life and death.
Gao Yi swung the hammer down, but his hand was just a fraction too slow. The man whose nose was about to be crushed tilted his head slightly, narrowly escaping Gao Yi's strike at the last possible moment.
Wei Feng, having lost his balance, fell to the ground. But he immediately rolled and quickly got back on his feet. Just as he was about to fully rise, however, another hammer came down straight for him.
If Gao Yi couldn't control someone already on the ground, he might as well quit altogether.
Wei Feng leaned back again, dodging the hammerhead in front of his face, only to fall flat on his back, hitting the ground hard.
This time, he didn't bother trying to get back up. Lying on the ground, he crossed his legs and kicked them out. But Gao Yi neither moved to dodge nor jumped away; instead, he lifted his right foot and stomped down hard.
A scream escaped from Wei Feng as Gao Yi pinned his left ankle underfoot.
