Pick up a princess to be your wife

Zhou Wanfu looked disdainful and waved his hand dismissively.

"superior."

The dozens of people blocking the front of the courtyard all raised their narrow knives and surged forward.

At this moment, Li Mu took two more steps forward and with a wave of his hand, knocked the two men to the ground.

At this moment, Li Ertie led more than a dozen brothers out.

Their eyes held tension, panic, and excitement, but not a trace of fear in any of them.

Seeing Li Mu, who wasn't wearing chainmail, taking the lead, they all quickened their pace.

In the blink of an eye, Li Mu's group of fifteen clashed with the opposing group of forty or fifty.

For Zhou Wanfu, this was just a game of the many bullying the few.

For Li Mu and his group, however, this was a do-or-die situation.

Only by utterly destroying the opponent can you instill fear in them.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight of Zhou Wanfu's men had barely raised their narrow knives when they were cut down to the ground.

Like Li Mu, Li Ertie and the others smelled the blood and became excited.

Someone swung a knife at him, and the brother, unable to dodge in time, could only watch helplessly as the blade fell on him.

Just when he thought he was about to kill his opponent and was preparing to die together with him, he heard a crisp "clang" sound coming from his body.

He then remembered that he was wearing chainmail!

This thing is really sturdy. When it cuts you, you only feel a slight tremor, it's practically painless!

Fortunately, the opponent only slashed his body. If it had hit his head, he would have been done for.

The other person's eyes widened in utter shock.

The man tightened his grip on the knife handle and thrust the knife forward, instantly piercing the opponent's abdomen.

In his moment of tension, he saw several of his brothers charging forward with knives.

"Don't worry about what's behind you, just keep charging forward!"

Someone shouted, and everyone charged in one direction.

Zhou Wanfu's men never expected that their opponents, numbering only a dozen or so, possessed the ferocity of wolves and tigers.

Seeing people lying in pools of blood, their fates unknown, their courage was completely shattered.

At this point, the encirclement was practically useless.

Those behind them, seeing the other party rushing forward without hesitation, were so frightened that they all retreated.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Wanfu's mouth gaped open.

He originally thought that with over a hundred men, dealing with a dozen or so would be a piece of cake.

But he had already lost more than a dozen men, while the opposing side had not lost a single one, and the men behind them had already begun to collapse.

"Anyone who dares to run, I'll kill them first! Surround them all and hack them all to death!" Zhou Wanfu roared.

"Master, they, they're not right!" an injured man ran back to Zhou Wanfu and said in great fear.

"Damn it, something's not right!" Zhou Wanfu roared.

"They seem to be wearing armor!"

"what?"

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Wanfu realized that his own men's knives had landed on the enemy without leaving a single wound, and that they might indeed be wearing armor.

Ordinary iron armor is very bulky. If a layer of clothing is worn over the iron armor, the person will look as if they have swelled up.

Zhou Wanfu did indeed notice that the bodies of the group of people had swelled up, but what they were wearing underneath their clothes could not possibly be iron armor.

"So what if they're wearing armor? They're just a dozen or so people. Come at me!"

Zhou Wanfu drew his sword and personally led the charge.

His men hesitated, not daring to charge forward.

It's okay to bully others, but none of them were mentally prepared to fight back.

Zhou Wanfu swung his sword at Li Ertie, who was charging ahead.

"Li Ertie, you piece of trash, how dare you go against me? Die!"

Li Ertie raised his knife and parried in a panic.

His hand went numb, and the knife in his hand was knocked away.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wanfu raised his hand and slashed Li Ertie's neck with a knife.

Even if you're wearing armor, can your neck withstand one of my blades?

Seeing that there was no way to dodge, Li Ertie subconsciously raised his arm.

With a clang, in Li Ertie's panicked gaze, a knife blocked the fatal blow for him.

Li Mu came over.

At this moment, Zhou Wanfu was somewhat surprised.

How could Li Mu, with such a slender build, go toe-to-toe with him?

Zhou Wanfu applied maximum force, but still couldn't push Li Mu's knife down.

At that moment, the two of them raised their feet almost simultaneously and kicked at each other.

The two of them took two steps back at the same time.

"Kid, I didn't realize you had some skill?"

Li Mu was too lazy to waste words with Zhou Wanfu, so he swung his knife forward and slashed at Zhou Wanfu repeatedly.

Zhou Wanfu only managed to block three or four of Li Mu's blows before his hand started to throb with pain, and he felt as if he was about to give up.

This kid's swordsmanship is swift and fierce, and his movements are extremely agile, even surpassing his own.

Zhou Wanfu was forced to retreat repeatedly by Li Mu, even dropping the knife in his hand, and finally had no choice but to turn around and run away.

As soon as Zhou Wanfu ran away, his men, who already had no fighting spirit, ran even faster.

More than a hundred people were defeated after only a brief encounter with Li Mu and his group of about ten.

After chasing for a while and killing or wounding about ten more people, Li Mu finally ordered a halt.

We've already won a great victory tonight, there's no need to pursue them further, otherwise they might become desperate and risk harming our own brothers.

To everyone's surprise, they actually managed to drive away Zhou Wanfu and his more than one hundred men.

And the other party ran so fast.

"Are any of our brothers injured?" Li Mu asked.

Everyone stared at Li Mu without saying a word.

Everyone's face and body were covered in blood.

Li Mu, with his sharp eyes, walked up to a teenage boy, lifted his arm, and glanced at him.

There was a rather deep scar on his arm.

"Does it hurt?" Li Mu asked.

"It didn't hurt a moment ago, but now it's actually starting to hurt a bit." The young man suddenly grimaced.

Li Mu laughed and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhao Cuo."

"You were the most ruthless just now. Do you remember how many people you killed?" Li Mu asked.

"Hmm... there are definitely seven or eight," Zhao Cuo replied.

This kid is really fierce, even fiercer than Li Ertie. His strength is definitely above Li Ertie's.

"How are you feeling?" Li Mu asked.

Zhao Cuo pondered for a while, realizing he had never been so capable before.

He felt that they were no different from Zhou Wanfu, also bullying others by abusing their power.

But now Zhao Cuo has some different realizations.

Dealing with evil forces gave him an irrepressible sense of pride.

“Great,” Zhao Cuo replied.

"Good boy."

Li Mu nodded and asked, "Check yourselves, is anyone else injured?"

Li Mu hadn't expected that after killing dozens of the enemy, only Zhao Cuo was injured.