Sha Wen Cheng, leveraging the swift impact of Steel Tooth, thrust his spear towards Liao Hai, who had just steadied himself. However, Liao Hai narrowed his eyes, gracefully drew back his twin daggers, and unexpectedly initiated a proactive collision towards the tip of the spear.
"Bravery!"
A shiver ran through Sha Wen Cheng. Liao Hai's audacious counterattack against his thunderous and swift assault took him by surprise. Nevertheless, Sha Wen Cheng's hand did not cease its motion; with a slight adjustment in arm direction, he aimed the spear towards Liao Hai's chest.
But at that moment, Liao Hai smirked coldly and swiftly vanished from his original position.
"Hmm?"
Sha Wen Cheng widened his eyes, and the sky seemed to darken momentarily. Without hesitation, he instinctively raised his left arm to shield his head.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Three crisp sounds echoed as Liao Hai, who had leaped unnoticed, slashed at Sha Wen Cheng thrice. He then executed a skillful somersault, narrowly evading the charging Steel Tooth.
"Liao Hai is quite skilled!" Weng Ling furrowed her brow.
"His understanding of strength is truly formidable! He even utilizes the force from the crocodile's tail!" Lord Lei praised silently.
As a strength-based participant, Weng Ling keenly observed the details. Liao Hai didn't dare to directly confront Sha Wen Cheng's spear thrust earlier. Instead, he employed an assassin's aerial leap technique, allowing him to ascend rapidly but at the cost of prolonged vulnerability.
Yet, Liao Hai seamlessly combined the aerial leap with a lightning-fast attack, exploiting the vulnerability during the suspension to strike at Sha Wen Cheng. If not for Sha Wen Cheng's alertness, Liao Hai might have succeeded.
What astonished Weng Ling even more was Liao Hai's astonishing ability to harness external forces! The impact of Steel Tooth, combined with the lateral swing of the giant tail, allowed Liao Hai to preemptively evade before experiencing the full force. The precision control required for such maneuvers surpassed the capabilities of an ordinary bronze-level assassin.
No, this was beyond the standard for a bronze assassin!
Sha Wen Cheng's expression turned cold. He halted Steel Tooth abruptly and turned to look at Liao Hai, standing not far behind him.
This man was truly formidable!
"Combo, four."
Liao Hai tossed his daggers into the air, wearing a satisfied smile.
This guy!
He actually voluntarily revealed his combo count to the opponent. Was it a provocation or disdain?
Sha Wen Cheng took a deep breath and, once again, directed Steel Tooth towards Liao Hai. However, this time, he didn't thrust his spear; instead, he held it diagonally, focusing on defense against Liao Hai's attacks.
As expected, aware that he couldn't outrun Steel Tooth, Liao Hai remained in place, waiting for Sha Wen Cheng's assault. Just as Steel Tooth lunged at him once again, he disappeared, just like before.
"Where is he?"
Prepared for this, Sha Wen Cheng concentrated, sensing every movement around him.
However, with a roar, Steel Tooth suddenly howled in pain, its limbs recoiling as it descended towards the ground.
"Below?!"
Sha Wen Cheng quickly realized that Liao Hai had likely concealed himself under Steel Tooth's belly. Just as he was about to bend down to inspect, two glints of cold light darted towards his eyes.
Ankle Break + Sidestep + Arc Flash Dual Strike!
It was another advanced combination technique of the combo assassin!
Sha Wen Cheng managed to tilt his head just in time, but the impact of two loud bangs reverberated on the edge of his helmet. However, one of the strikes cut across his right eye.
"Hoo!"
Bringing Steel Tooth to a halt, Sha Wen Cheng wiped the blood oozing from his face. He felt a sense of relief; had it not been for his nearly fully enclosed helmet, his face might have suffered a severe injury.
"Your armor is commendable!"
Liao Hai glanced at his daggers, scraping them against each other, producing a grating metallic friction.
"However..."
"Combo, seven."
Sha Wen Cheng furrowed his brow. Suddenly, he dismounted Steel Tooth and approached Liao Hai on foot.
"This... dismounting? Has the knight given up?" The audience was momentarily stunned, then excitement surged.
"Impressive, Lord Liao Hai! He forced a knight to concede with just two moves. Perhaps he feared having his neck sliced if he attempted another round? Haha!"
"This person from the Loren Territory is truly incompetent. One forfeited, and the other surrendered. What's the point of continuing? Just admit defeat and leave!"
"You're mistaken. If they lose, they won't even have a home to return to."
"True, let them leave quickly! No need to waste any more time!"
Surprisingly, even Liao Hai appeared perplexed at the turn of events.
"What's this? Are you conceding?" he inquired.
"No, I just suddenly thought of teaching you a lesson." Sha Wen Cheng secured his helmet and calmly said, "That is, never pretend in front of me."
"What?"
"Just don't act presumptuous in my presence."
Having said that, Sha Wen Cheng advanced towards Liao Hai on foot.
"Pfft!"
"I thought he was going to say something tough. A knight, abandoning his mount and challenging Liao Hai on foot? Who's the one pretending now?!"
"Exactly, Liao Hai, finish him off! We want to see a one-against-five!"
"Hush, Lord Mao has already lost; it's a one-against-four now!"
"One-against-four! One-against-four! One-against-four!"
"Ridiculous!"
Liao Hai sneered and bent down, charging towards Sha Wen Cheng.
In his eyes, a knight without a mount was no different from a mere log.
"Pay the price for your arrogance!"
Daggers poised in opposing directions, Liao Hai, with a powerful leg thrust, leaped forward, spiraling like a horizontal tornado towards Sha Wen Cheng.
Secret Technique: Spiral Piercing!
A series of sparking flashes ensued as Sha Wen Cheng's spear, thrust forward effortlessly earlier, was easily knocked aside by Liao Hai. The dual daggers then stabbed towards Sha Wen Cheng's chest, relentlessly tearing through him like drilling machines.
However, Sha Wen Cheng, despite being pushed back repeatedly, remained composed. Stabilizing his stance with a forceful leg, he retracted the spear, transforming it into a sword-like grip, and swung it towards Liao Hai.
Witnessing the swift swordplay, Liao Hai immediately pulled back, his face displaying a hint of disdain.
"Combo, one hundred and seven!"
What!
In just that brief moment, Liao Hai had executed a hundred and seven moves?!
The audience gasped, unaware that, in Liao Hai's mind, a constant stream of curses echoed.
"Darn it! Is this knight's armor made of steel?!"