As Senior Brother Wang shouted — Faster!
The battle began.
Wang's flying sword slashed through the air with a fierce glint, attaching to the target as it charged toward Lu Xiaobu.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaobu leaped forward, throwing himself at Wang.
This caused the surrounding laughter to grow louder, even somewhat disregarding the woman.
"He wants close combat?!"
"How ridiculous! Can his speed match a flying sword?!"
"I almost can't bear to watch, hahaha!"
"..."
To them, Lu Xiaobu's approach to hand-to-hand combat seemed as naive and brutish as animals fighting from a human perspective.
Lu Xiaobu's opponent mocked further: "Close combat? You must have lost your mind, eating pig fat!"
He didn't bother dodging or retreating, simply controlling the flying sword to stab Lu Xiaobu's back!
At this speed, Lu Xiaobu wouldn't reach him before getting thoroughly pierced!
Everyone stared at the flying sword behind Lu Xiaobu, imagining the scene that would unfold.
