Chapter 1376 - 336: Po Jun! (3)

Chapter 1376: Chapter 336: Po Jun! (3)

But it had to be his own father, allowing him to truly lend out his power without reservation, thus only leaving "make do".

For the days to continue smoothly, making do was indeed indispensable.

For example,

Right now.

Lord Zheng’s pupils turned gray and white in an instant,

His body began to move in a manner incomprehensible to ordinary people, especially the neck. With a "crack", it twisted to an extreme angle beyond human limits, while exerting strength from the waist, kicking sideways with one leg.

No finger splitting the heavens and earth, only simple punches and kicks.

The Chu State assassin tried to grab Lord Zheng’s leg with one hand to maintain the close distance between the two, however, Lord Zheng, or rather, Mo Wan’s reaction, was even more direct. After the ankle was grabbed, the entire body leveraged this force, pulling the upper body closer, both sides fitting more snugly together.

At the same time, the barbaric knife in Lord Zheng’s hand was already put down, the wrist flipped downward, a delicate military dagger appeared in the palm.

The length of a barbaric knife is actually cumbersome in close combat; a long knife calls for grand movements, while this small, agile military dagger is more suitable for close combat.

Don’t ask why Lord Zheng, as a main general, had such mysteries hidden inside his armor; this owes to the good habit he has cultivated all along. The military dagger was designed and forged by Xue Three, featuring hidden grooves that, when infused with energy and blood, will release poison.

The Chu State assassin genuinely didn’t anticipate the main general’s reaction and handling of close assassination was more like an assassin than himself, especially the uncanny body flexibility was beyond expectation.

"Poof!"

The military dagger didn’t pierce the assassin’s body but sliced across the neck. Then, Lord Zheng supported himself on the assassin’s shoulder, flipping sideways backward.

"Bang!"

The heavily armored Chu State warrior cleaved forward with an axe, initially aiming to chop Lord Zheng, but since he dodged quickly, it only severed the assassin’s arm.

Of course, the assassin didn’t care anymore, after the neck was sliced and poison was injected, today’s fate was already sealed.

Landing, Zheng’s body resembled a spider, using both hands and feet, clinging to the ground.

The Chu State armored warrior charged again, Lord Zheng was ready to make a move, yet a figure fiercely collided into the warrior’s body at this moment.

Guo Dong shouted while ramming:

"Protect Lord!"

The warrior staggered when hit, immediately a slim figure suddenly leaped up, left arm hugging the warrior’s neck, right hand wielding a knife horizontally, leaning back, Hui An knew he lacked the strength, using body weight to exert force on the knife edge.

"Sizzle..."

The warrior roared with fury, but his body couldn’t help but tilt downward; at this point, insisting meant deepening the knife edge’s contact with his fragile neck.

"Roar!"

The fallen warrior wielded his axe, chopping forward.

Guo Dong grabbed his shield, lunging forward.

With a "clang",

The axe embedded into the shield.

This was because the warrior was lying down, unable to exert complete force; otherwise, face-to-face a solid axe chop would likely shatter Guo Dong’s shield.

While Hui An meanwhile leaped forward more decisively, knees pressing against the grip and blade positions, using body weight to force the knife blade into the warrior’s neck.

The warrior’s limbs struggled desperately, but the two men held fast and wouldn’t let go.

Finally,

The warrior ceased struggling.

What rank he was, Lord Zheng didn’t know, but surely a master, a Chu State assault general skilled in war skirmishes, but yet killed by two aides.

This is the battlefield; either you possess the Sword Saint’s skill, letting sword energy sweep across, empowering yourself, with sword energy not dissipating, ordinary people can’t easily approach, but you must still remain cautious;

Or you act like the past Shatuo Queshi or today’s Prince Jingnan, a Third Rank peak martial artist, with Martial Cultivator physique adding strength, naturally able to dominate in chaotic battles.

But how many Sword Saints and Prince Jingnans and Shatuo Queshis are there in the world?

Thus, the vast majority, removing those extremely rare existences, most fall into chaotic battlefield scenes like this, having to be prepared for a sudden, inexplicable death.

A Ming plunged his nails into a Chu State shield man’s body, snapping his neck, kicking another shield holder to create distance, quickly reaching Lord Zheng’s side.

Now, Mo Wan still possessed Lord Zheng’s body.

A Ming roared:

"Mo Wan, get off!"

Mo Wan’s possession often burdened Lord Zheng’s body greatly; although now with power increase and experience proficiency, it wasn’t as exaggerated as lying down for half a month after inviting Mo Wan the first few times, prolonged possession still drove Lord Zheng’s body into extreme exhaustion.

Zheng Fan (Mo Wan) raised his head,

Issued a low roar at A Ming,

Clearly,

He was dissatisfied,

Clearly,

He hadn’t had enough fun!

This chaotic battlefield scene, was precisely what he liked and cherished.

But since Lord Zheng’s status rose, each battle’s distance also grew farther back; Lord Zheng had fewer chances to act, hence Mo Wan naturally had less room to showcase abilities.