Chapter 82

Xu Jingming suddenly thrust his spear forward, the spear moving as fast as lightning, the red tassel fluttering, directly piercing toward the thunderclouds surrounding him. Lei Yunfang, holding dual sabers, paused slightly in his steps, and the spear thrust three feet in front of him, missing its target.

For Lei Yunfang, even a supersonic arrow from a master archer would only be a threat within ten meters. With the preparatory movements of Xu Jingming's spear thrust, he had enough time to dodge.

Even if Xu Jingming thrust a hundred times, he wouldn't touch Lei Yunfang once.

With the spear missing, Xu Jingming didn't dare to follow up with a strike but immediately retracted the spear.

"Clang."

At the moment Xu Jingming's spear missed, Lei Yunfang moved in close, his sabers flashing. Fortunately, Xu Jingming retreated and retracted the spear as fast as lightning, barely blocking the saber with the spear shaft.

"Puff." Blocking the right saber, the left saber was already in front of him.

"Bang!" Xu Jingming immediately raised both arms, the forearm guard and the left saber collided, the power of the Ba Ji technique affecting Lei Yunfang, and Xu Jingming immediately retreated and retracted the spear.

Lei Yunfang glanced at the saber marks on Xu Jingming's forearm guard and said, "Using the forearm guard as a shield? Performing Ba Ji?"

"It's a last resort," Xu Jingming replied.

A set of armor doesn't have uniform defense everywhere. For example, the heart mirror and forearm guards have very high defense. Many close combat experts use the forearm guard as a small shield. Lei Yunfang's fast saber couldn't possibly cut through the forearm guard.

"The forearm guard is too small; how many strikes can it block?" Lei Yunfang moved around Xu Jingming like a hunter, occasionally changing direction.

Xu Jingming had to follow, always keeping his opponent in his line of sight. Lei Yunfang, who was circling, moved like the wind. Xu Jingming merely turned, but under the mental strain of constantly following, the pressure was even greater.

"Just one thrust, a defensive and offensive move, and Lei Yunfang found an opportunity to attack, which I barely blocked with the forearm guard," Xu Jingming thought. "Attacking gives him an opportunity, but not attacking means just taking hits?"

This feeling was unbearable.

He understood how Fang Yu felt back then. With his superior footwork, he could attack or retreat as he pleased, completely suppressing Fang Yu.

Now, Lei Yunfang was the same! Xu Jingming's attacks couldn't touch him, but he could attack at any time. Even if he failed, he could attack ten or a hundred times more... Xu Jingming saw no hope of victory.

"Whoosh." As Lei Yunfang circled Xu Jingming, he occasionally struck, unpredictable and dangerous.

If Xu Jingming's defense was slightly off, Lei Yunfang would immediately close in with a flurry of attacks.

"Clang!"

Again, relying on the forearm guards, he repelled Lei Yunfang.

"Even when I was just defending, he still found an opportunity?" The pressure on Xu Jingming grew, "What should I do?"

Attacking, he couldn't touch the opponent.

Defending, the opponent still found opportunities!

"I've experienced the world's best footwork, and it's terrifying," Xu Jingming thought bitterly. He was also a third-stage footwork user, but in front of Lei Yunfang, he was clumsy and laughable.

...

In the Xia country live stream, even ordinary people could see the current situation.

"Lei Yunfang's footwork is too powerful," the male commentator Jin Fan concluded. "When he fully displays his footwork, Xu Jingming can't touch him! Xu Jingming has no chance; he will definitely lose."

"Relying on the forearm guard to make up for the weak defense, but the forearm guard isn't a shield and can't block every time," the female commentator Ju Wenqing nodded. "I don't see any possibility of him winning. Actually, Xu Jingming is already doing very well, facing the world's best footwork user, he is still holding on."

"Right."

The host Liu Xin, who also favored Xu Jingming, nodded, "Previously, Lei Yunfang killed his opponents with one strike. This time, even two sabers weren't enough, and he had to fully use his footwork... Xu Jingming can still hold on for so long, he is indeed very strong."

The audience was also waiting for the result.

"Xu Jingming seems to be stopping here."

"He has already done very well."

"Lei Yunfang is using his full footwork, and Xu Jingming has held on for three minutes, right?"

...

Countless viewers were waiting for the outcome of this confrontation. Whether it was the hostile Cheng Zihao, Sun Li, or Xu Jingming's friends and family, they all clearly understood that the chances of winning this confrontation were almost zero.

"Heng Fang said, 'Yi and the others have dealt with those four opponents.'"

The live stream scene was vast, showing the entire town within a one-kilometer range, but almost everyone was focused on the peak battle between Xu Jingming and Lei Yunfang. Few were watching Wang Yi and Yang Qingshuo chasing the four members of Lei Yunfang's team. Occasionally, their gaze would shift away.

But at this moment...

The four members of Lei Yunfang's team were all eliminated.

With a spear piercing through, Yang Qingshuo watched as his opponent vanished before him.

"Yi, all opponents are eliminated," Yang Qingshuo said in the team chat.

Whoosh.

Wang Yi also arrived at the alley, nodded, and looked into the distance: "The captain is fighting Lei Yunfang; let's go help him."

"Okay." Yang Qingshuo nodded.

The two quickly moved, soon reaching a guesthouse about eighty meters from the battle. They both went to the roof of the guesthouse, clearly seeing the battle eighty meters away.

Xu Jingming was being heavily suppressed. He had to go all out, and his spear couldn't attack, only defend! Even so, he occasionally failed to defend and had to rely on the forearm guard to block.

Fortunately, he only needed to protect his head! Lei Yunfang's sabers couldn't cut through Xu Jingming's armor, which had become much heavier and more defensive after reaching the advanced stage of the evolution technique.

"I can't help Brother Xu. If I go over, I might be taken out in one move," Yang Qingshuo said.

"I'll try."

Wang Yi watched carefully.

She sensed the wind, the drizzling rain, and her gaze fell on Lei Yunfang moving in the distance, drawing her bow, and placing the arrow on the string.

"Whoosh."

Wang Yi's eyes turned cold, and she released the arrow, which instantly tore through the air, a supersonic shot heading toward Lei Yunfang.

Dealing with Xu Jingming, Lei Yunfang sensed the wind, his footwork ghostly, moving with the wind. Suddenly, he sensed an abnormal vibration in the wind, glancing to see the arrow already twenty meters away. Lei Yunfang's movement rhythm changed slightly, and the arrow flew past him, ultimately embedding in the stone ground, creating a small crater.

"Zhou Yi's arrows require my full attention. Little girl, your arrows? I don't even need to look," Lei Yunfang laughed, indeed not needing to look.

Relying on his keen sense of the wind, as long as the attack approached to a certain distance, he could detect it, even if it came from behind.

"Is it so easy to avoid this arrow?"

Wang Yi, watching from a distance, saw Lei Yunfang move normally, his rhythm slightly changing, and her arrow missed.

"Let's try again, at least to interfere with Lei Yunfang."

Wang Yi prepared again and shot another arrow.

Lei Yunfang didn't need to pay special attention to the arrow or even look. Sensing the abnormal wind, he just needed to adjust his movement rhythm slightly. Lei Yunfang treated it as a fun exercise to improve his footwork.

"I practice in the training ground, where I simulate a group of master archers attacking me, dodging and killing enemies at the same time. Compared to the simulated opponents, this little girl is just one person, no threat at all," Lei Yunfang stared at Xu Jingming, "But Xu Jingming, you can really hold on. Let's see how long you can last."

Again, he moved in close, his sabers flashing.

Xu Jingming's mind was entirely focused on Lei Yunfang, his spear fully engaged in defense.

Defend, defend, and defend again!

Lei Yunfang's ghostly footwork and sudden saber strikes made Xu Jingming instinctively defend, unable to think.

"Clang." Another difficult block with the forearm guard, forcing back the opponent.

"Fifth time, how many more can I block?" Xu Jingming's skin and eyes were red, his blood flowing to the extreme, fully mobilizing every bit of strength in his body, but he still felt like a prisoner in a desperate situation, the more he struggled, the more powerless he became.