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Zhai Fei moved with the speed of thunder, running in an arc along the stone wall, shattering the stone slabs beneath his feet.

The spear left afterimages in the air, carrying a world-shattering force as it hurtled straight toward Li Mu.

Li Mu switched the narrow knife in his right hand to his left, raising it horizontally above his head.

"A narrow sword dares to challenge a horse spear?"

"Keng~"

With a loud bang, Li Mu forcefully blocked the spear.

Zhai Fei was much stronger than Li Mu. Li Mu had already strained his left hand and forgot about it when he raised the knife.

The instant he blocked the spear, Li Mu felt as if his arm was about to be shattered.

Amidst the powerful shock, an extremely strong hidden force was revealed, causing Li Mu's knees to bend slightly.

Although Zhai Fei was very fast, Li Mu could clearly see through many of his flaws.

However, this body was far too weak for Li Mu, making it impossible for him to exert his full strength.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have blocked, but attacked directly, and could have easily countered.

The body is too weak, not Li Mu's ability.

In a head-on clash, the injured Li Mu might not be able to defeat Zhai Fei.

However, this does not mean that Li Mu has no chance to fight back.

Now that we've climbed up the city wall, how can we not give them a good beating?

Li Mu tore off a piece of armor from his chest with his right hand and flung it forward instantly.

Upon seeing this, Zhai Fei immediately leaned back to dodge the flying armor fragments.

He wanted to continue using the lance to suppress Li Mu, so he only leaned back but didn't move his hands.

But if he moves his body, he will definitely lose his balance.

Li Mu switched his narrow knife from left to right hand, moving swiftly forward along the lance, switching back and forth between his right and left hands several times.

The blade followed the lance, slashing towards Zhai Fei's hand.

As Li Mu and Zhai Fei switched hands, Zhai Fei seized the opportunity and slammed his spear down hard.

The spear landed squarely on Li Mu's shoulder; Zhai Fei intended to crush Li Mu to the ground.

At this moment, Li Mu switched hands again with his narrow knife, and taking advantage of Zhai Fei's exertion, he suddenly thrust it forward.

Zhai Fei could now completely pin Li Mu to the ground.

Even though Li Mu's body was tilted quite sharply, he didn't lose control of the knife in his hand.

As long as Zhai Fei doesn't give up suppressing Li Mu, Li Mu will stab him through the abdomen.

Left with no other choice, Zhai Fei had to give up the opportunity to suppress Li Mu, release the force in his hand, and swing his body backward, putting two or three steps away from Li Mu.

Li Mu's body fell to the ground, and he pushed himself up with his hands, jumping back two steps.

At this moment, no one behind Li Mu had climbed up the stone wall yet.

"Kid, your swordsmanship is not bad, but your strength is a bit lacking," Zhai Fei sneered.

Zhai Fei felt he wasn't capable enough to command the battle.

He was a professional martial arts practitioner, and he had thoroughly understood Li Mu's strengths and weaknesses.

But Zhai Fei still found it a bit strange.

Li Mu's swordsmanship was clearly superb, and his reactions were extremely fast, but it seemed as if something was restricting his strength, preventing him from fully unleashing his full potential.

Zhai Fei estimated that Li Mu might be injured, which is why he only had 20% to 30% of his power.

No sooner had Zhai Fei finished speaking than he charged at Li Mu again with his spear.

Although taking advantage of someone's misfortune is not the act of a gentleman, this is a battlefield, and keeping Li Mu on the wall indefinitely would be extremely dangerous.

"You're not strong enough; hitting you is as easy as eating or drinking."

Li Mu grinned.

"Insanity!"

If you don't have enough strength, make up for it with skill.

Li Mu raised his sword as if to parry, but the moment the lance made contact with the narrow sword, Li Mu suddenly lost his grip.

Zhai Fei originally thought that Li Mu was going to forcefully strike his lance again, but Li Mu suddenly relaxed his strength, which surprised him.

Li Mu suddenly dodged, and his lance crashed to the ground with a loud bang, sending shards of stone flying everywhere.

Li Mu held his knife forward, drawing a crescent moon shape below his spear, and slashed towards Zhai Fei's abdomen.

This sudden turn of events caught Zhai Fei completely off guard.

He suddenly slammed his palm against the handle of the lance, sending himself flying backward.

The blade flashed across his abdomen, slicing through his clothes and leaving a shallow wound.

Zhai Fei inwardly exclaimed in relief, "That was close!" If he had reacted even a fraction of a second slower, he would probably have been hacked to pieces by Li Mu's blade.

Li Mu pressed his advantage, drawing his sword and chasing after Zhai Fei.

Without his lance, Zhai Fei naturally dared not confront Li Mu head-on, even with his bare hands.

After he dodged two steps, someone threw a knife at him.

After Zhai Fei took the knife, he fought back, but he still couldn't stop Li Mu's offensive.

His swordsmanship gave Zhai Fei a feeling of divine skill.

At this moment, Zhai Fei finally recognized Li Mu.

The Thirteen Protectors, wearing a ghost mask, is the leader of the Thirteen Protectors; this is the kid.

Because Li Mu's swordsmanship is exactly the same as that of the Ghost Face Mask.

However, when Li Mu attacked Xiao Yunfei's troops back then, he did so much more ruthlessly than he is doing now.

Zhai Fei was absolutely certain that Li Mu hadn't truly intended to kill him. Otherwise, given Li Mu's fierce attack just now, even if Zhai Fei hadn't died, he would have been slashed several times by Li Mu.

By this time, seven or eight bandits had come to help defend the area.

After the pressure on Zhai Fei decreased significantly, he finally forced Li Mu back to his original position.

Zhai Fei glanced at the lance right next to Li Mu; he really wanted to take it back.

Li Mu had long seen that Zhai Fei with a lance and Zhai Fei without a lance were completely different people.

It's not that Zhai Fei wasn't strong enough without the horse lance, but rather that he was too used to using it and relied too much on the weapon.

Li Mu grinned, then suddenly lifted his leg and hooked the horse spear, which bounced up. Li Mu caught it and then sheathed his narrow sword.

This lance is over three meters long and weighs an estimated 30 kilograms.

In the history of Li Muyuan's world, this type of lance was a heavy lance.

However, in this era, a 30-pound lance was only considered an ordinary lance.

Just now, Li Mu used a narrow knife weighing two pounds to withstand the lance weighing thirty pounds. If Li Mu's body were stronger, he could have knocked the lance away.

Li Mu swept through the enemy ranks with a single blow, forcing all the bandits who were coming towards him to retreat.

Then he picked up his spear and attacked Zhai Fei.

Thirty-odd pounds was a bit too much for Li Mu, and his movements were nowhere near as agile as Zhai Fei's when using the horse spear.

However, for a martial arts master like Li Mu, using a long arm to fight a short arm is like a grandfather beating his grandson.

Li Mu thrust forward, forcing Zhai Fei back half a step.

This is a feint.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mu raised his lance high and slammed it down.

In fact, if Li Mu had wanted to attack, he could have used his long reach to pierce Zhai Fei's body with a second-stage forward attack.

However, he did not intend to take Zhai Fei's life.

Seeing that Li Mu's movements were slow, Zhai Fei had thought he could dodge.

But as he took half a step back, he realized that this lance was damn long!

He was within Li Mu's attack range from all sides.

Left with no other choice, Zhai Fei used his narrow sword to fight back against the horse spear.

"Keng~!"

Zhai Fei did not perform like Li Mu had just done; he was only knocked so hard by the lance that his knees bent.

He couldn't withstand the impact of the lance at all, and one knee slammed to the ground.

"A narrow sword dares to challenge a horse spear?"