Chapter 67

Xiu Ge's battle armor seemed to have many vulnerabilities, but in many places, his body only needed to move slightly to close the gaps between the armor plates, blocking Bu Fan's attacks.

Even around his neck, there was a well-fitted piece of armor that snugly covered his chin.

Only Xiu Ge's head was completely unprotected, though it was unclear whether this was for convenience or some other reason.

This was the key to Bu Fan's victory, but he was still considering how to break through the enemy's defenses!

He was recalling the martial arts from *The Wandering Hero* to determine which set would help him the most. Although he had already learned *The Wandering Hero*, he had little experience using its techniques in combat.

Previously, his "Ten Steps to Kill One Man" technique against the Falcon was quite ingenious, but it was clearly ineffective against Xiu Ge, who was clad in full iron armor.

The martial arts in *The Wandering Hero* included various techniques: palm techniques, sword techniques, lightness techniques, and internal energy techniques, all of which could be used in combination to produce great power. However, Bu Fan could currently only use them in sets.

For example, the "Ten Steps to Kill One Man" sword technique could only be used in conjunction with the "No Trace for a Thousand Miles" lightness technique, and it required the internal energy "Yi Qi Su Ni Sheng" to be activated.

Seeing Bu Fan standing there with an uncertain expression, Xiu Ge did not give him a chance and continued to press forward, trying to capture Bu Fan.

"Whoosh!"

The long saber whistled through the air, and Bu Fan hastily used his lightness technique to retreat, moving several meters back.

"Boy, how long do you think you can run?" Xiu Ge sneered, seeing Bu Fan easily escape his attack range again.

Bu Fan, however, was intently focused on the long saber in Xiu Ge's hand.

"Zhao Ke Man Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming, Yin An Zhao Bai Ma, Sa Ta Ru Liu Xing!" A set of techniques suddenly appeared in Bu Fan's mind, and he immediately thought of the most effective move against Xiu Ge.

"Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming, that's it. This sword technique is sharp and bizarre, not as brutal as 'Ten Steps to Kill One Man,' which emphasizes a single fatal strike. However, the sword moves are extremely venomous. Although it is a sword technique, it is incredibly strange, with the lethal edge of a saber. Using it with a short saber, I think the effect will be quite good!" Bu Fan muttered to himself as he looked at Xiu Ge.

Then, a short blade appeared in Bu Fan's hand, the same one he had picked up from the Falcon.

However, he did not take out both, only one, which he held in his hand.

Seeing the short blade in Bu Fan's hand, Xiu Ge was momentarily stunned and then shouted, "Is that the Falcon's Cicada Blade?"

Bu Fan did not respond. His internal energy began to circulate, and his figure moved like lightning, dashing towards Xiu Ge.

The few meters between them seemed to vanish in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Bu Fan was in front of Xiu Ge, and the short blade in his hand stabbed fiercely towards Xiu Ge's eyes.

Xiu Ge's heart raced, and he did not dare to be careless. In fact, upon seeing the Falcon's Cicada Blade, he had developed a sense of unease towards Bu Fan.

This unease made him hesitate when he attacked, affecting his performance and judgment.

At that moment, the short blade that had been thrusting fiercely at Xiu Ge suddenly changed direction, flipping in Bu Fan's hand and attacking from a bizarre angle.

The blade, which had been thrusting downward, suddenly turned and attacked upward. If Xiu Ge could not block this attack, his chin would be pierced by Bu Fan's blade.

However, to block Bu Fan's attack, Xiu Ge had already raised his long saber, making it difficult to bring it down.

But Xiu Ge was a seasoned warrior who had fought in the wild for many years. In a critical moment, he remained calm. Although his long saber could not be brought down, his arm, which was also armored, could be used.

His arm, taking advantage of the upward momentum, tilted slightly to the left, blocking Bu Fan's attack.

If Bu Fan's short blade continued to thrust, it would first collide with the armor on Xiu Ge's arm, perfectly blocking Bu Fan's strike.

"Hmph, boy, do you think you can defeat me with just these tricks?" Xiu Ge's eyes flashed with disdain as he found a way to block.

But then, something shocking happened. The short blade, which had been thrusting upward, suddenly changed direction again.

This time, not only did the blade change direction, but Bu Fan's entire body also leaped high into the air.

He stepped on Xiu Ge's long saber, using it for leverage, and then stomped hard on Xiu Ge's head, delivering a powerful blow.

Xiu Ge, who had been stomped on the head by Bu Fan, felt as if he had been hit by a large hammer. His mind went blank, and his body involuntarily staggered forward.

Bu Fan, in the instant he passed over Xiu Ge's body, twisted his body and then threw the short blade like a projectile, aiming it at the back of Xiu Ge's head.

"Thud!"

Xiu Ge, who had been feeling dazed, suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. He collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing a few times before lying still.

He was dead!

Xiu Ge, who had dominated the low-rank martial arts district of the Eighth Base City for many years and was the captain of the Yixiu Team, had been silently killed by Bu Fan!

Bu Fan then turned to look at the remaining two members of the Yixiu Team, who were holding Zhang Ke and Feng Yuan hostage. Because of this, they had not joined the fight against Bu Fan and had managed to survive.

Both of them looked at Bu Fan with fear. They could not believe that the powerful Yixiu Team had been so easily defeated by this young man.

Even their captain, a sixth-rank warrior in full battle armor, had been easily killed by this youth!

Yes, easily. They could only describe it with these two words, because from the start of the fight, except for the one minor attack that Bu Fan had received, Xiu Ge had not touched him at all!

And even that attack did not seem to have harmed Bu Fan. Could they, two Shield Defenders, possibly stand against such a person?

"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill her!" One of the men, a large and muscular figure, shouted as Bu Fan continued to approach.

His face was filled with terror, as if Bu Fan were not a human martial artist but a demon.

"Let them go, and I'll spare your lives!" Bu Fan paused slightly, looking at them and smiling.