He was still attempting to launch attacks initially, but after trading several blows, he was forced to take on a defensive position. It was only at times after Zu An failed an assault that he was able to sneak in an attack, but then Zu An would swiftly retaliate with a counterattack, nearly doing him on several occasions. In the end, he was forced to go into full defensive.
He desperately swung his spear to form an impregnable defensive shell around him, reminiscent of a barrier.
It was incredibly frustrating for him. He should have been at an advantageous position here, but he could only resort to holing himself up like a tortoise here.
On the other hand, Zu An’s hands were starting to feel numb from having clashed with the spear user too many times. There were several occasions where his dagger was nearly jolted flying when they crossed blows, but having learned a lesson from his previous encounter with Shi Zhenxiang, he made sure to hold it tighter than ever.
After several blows, Zu An didn’t dare to go too aggressive anymore. He chose to skirt around the spear user instead to wait for an opportunity to strike.
He knew that the initiative was in his hand right now. The spear user was swinging his spear to create a defense shell around his body at the moment, but it was obvious that he couldn’t keep this up for too long. He was depleting his ki at a terrifying rate, and it was only a matter of time before his reserve emptied out.
The spear user would eventually have to thrust his spear outward to launch an attack, and that would create space for Zu An to enter and end the fight.
A short moment passed, and Zu An noticed that the defense shell had gotten smaller from before. It would appear that the spear user had noticed this problem too and was attempting to conserve his energy. A smile crept on Zu An’s lips. There was no way he would allow the spear user to catch a breather, so he headed inward once more to pressurize the other party.
At this very moment, Jia Zhengjing was feeling so stifled that his lungs were going to blow up. He had never felt so aggrieved in a fight before. He obviously had the advantage in terms of speed and strength, but the sheer elusiveness of the other party’s movement skill was more than enough to undo whatever advantage he had.
He was still infuriated at the start, but soon, his heart turned cold upon realizing the terrible situation he was in. He would indubitably succumb to the other party at this rate and lose his life. He had to make a counterattack.
But the problem was that launching a counterattack would force him to expose his openings, and he might die even faster as a result of that. That pitch-black dagger Zu An was holding in his hands gave him dangerous vibes. Every time it came close to him, goosebumps would rise on his body.
However, a twist in the situation suddenly occurred then.
A silhouette leaped out from the pit and grabbed onto Zu An before shouting, “Brother Jia, kill him!”
It was Zhen Liumang! There was still an arrowhead stuck in his leg, and his body was filled with terrible wounds, but he was still alive!
Zu An realized that he had gotten careless. He could still hear groans from the pit at the start, but as the voice grew deeper and quieter, he thought that the other party had succumbed to his injuries and died. Yet, who could have thought that he was simply biding his time for an opportunity to strike?
This wily fox!
Zu An tried to break free of Zhen Liumang’s grip, but the latter was at mid fourth rank, an entire rank stronger than him. The sheer difference in their strength made it impossible for Zu An to break free.
“Die!” sneered Zhen Liumang.
In his view, the greatest threat Zu An posed was just his movement skill. So, he began channeling his ki to enhance his strength, intending to crush Zu An’s bones.
He might have sustained great injuries here, but it would be all worth it if he could kill this fellow. The young master had declared that he would handsomely rewarded the person who managed to kill Zu An.
However, Zhen Liumang’s body suddenly froze up at this critical moment as he found his own strength seeping out of his body. The last sight he saw before everything went dark was Zu An nicking his arm with his dagger, then a bunch of profound, black runes began seeping in through his wounds.
“What dagger is that… How could it be this formidable…”
With those parting words, Zhen Liumang’s breathed his last.
Meanwhile, Zu An was feeling incredibly stressed out even though he had managed to kill one of his enemies. The problem right now was that the sword user’s hands were still fixed to his body. He would need a moment’s time to fully shake off the burden hanging on him, but it was clear that the spear user wouldn’t give him the chance to do so.
No matter how powerful Zu An’s movement skill might be, its prowess was bound to be discounted with a burden hanging off him.
Jia Zhengjing’s spear shot toward him with the grim reaper’s scythe. Now that Zu An had lost the advantage of his movement skill, he was no more than a moving target now.