One Hand Wind Sword, One Hand Mighty Lion

On Kun-Lai Summit, Ji Feng and Shanbu stood facing each other, the mountain wind raging, filled with a murderous aura.

"A mere Pandaren dares to challenge a Mogu Warrior? Truly suicidal. Die for me..." Shanbu wasn't afraid of Ji Feng's challenge, but he had no interest in wasting time here. With a sudden roar, he initiated the attack.

"Damn it, this guy has no villainous awareness at all!" According to Ji Feng's plan, Shanbu should have let him attack first, then they would have a fierce battle, after which Shanbu would retreat. He really hadn't expected Shanbu to completely deviate from the script.

Hired goons and villains die from talking too much. In a real fight, it's all action with no preamble, and the first move is always a killing blow. Shanbu's strike was indeed astonishingly powerful; he intended to defeat his enemy in one move. Countless runes appeared on the Shaotian Magic Saber, converging into a black beam like a rainbow. If this strike landed on Ji Feng, there was no doubt he would be instantly killed.

Screech!

The intense blade light even stirred the wind pressure, vibrating the eardrums.

Shanbu attacked with overwhelming force, and the viewers in the live stream were stunned.

"Holy crap, this bastard Shanbu is actually this strong? He unleashed wind pressure with a single slash. Can the streamer withstand this thunderous power?"

"Shanbu swung his blade, releasing a powerful saber energy, at least five or six meters long. Is this the legendary 'Royal Guard Dragon's Roar' sword technique?"

"Stop bragging at a time like this, it's a matter of life and death. Brother Feng might actually get cut down by Shanbu..."

"Brother Feng, run quickly."

This strike tugged at Ji Feng's heart, and it tugged at the hearts of the viewers as well. But no matter what anyone felt, the blade descended as swift as the wind.

"Not good, I don't think I can block this attack head-on. If the Wind Sword's buff doesn't trigger, I might die here..." With blade light filling the air, Ji Feng's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Potions, elixirs, plus the Wind Sword, Ji Feng's combat power could reach 352 points. But Shanbu's current combat power was 450 points. If he couldn't trigger the 180-point stat bonus from the Wind Sword, it would be absolutely impossible to block Shanbu's attack. Ji Feng was extremely anxious at this moment.

"Let's take a gamble. Maybe that thing can block this strike..."

The situation was incredibly dire, leaving Ji Feng no time to think. He waved his left hand, and a giant lion-head shield appeared out of thin air before him. This was the "Lionheart Replica."

Everyone had this item, and Ji Feng was no exception. He had kept it in his backpack as a memento, never expecting it to be useful today. It was a level 1 piece of equipment...

In the game, Monks couldn't wield shields, but this was the real world, so there were no such restrictions. As soon as the Lionheart appeared, it collided fiercely with the Shaotian Magic Saber.

"Clang!"

A sound of metal striking metal rang out. The Lionheart Replica blocked the attack, and surprisingly, the Shaotian Magic Saber didn't even leave a scratch on the shield.

"This shield is so sturdy! What kind of material is it forged from..." Failing to land a blow, Shanbu bent his knees and leaped out of Ji Feng's attack range.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The moment Shanbu spoke, a one-handed sword radiating blue-white light and crackling with lightning appeared in Ji Feng's hand – the "Thunderfury, Blessed Blade of the Windseeker." "Hero, may you have a love worthy of you," this sword was an orange legendary weapon blessed by the "Wind Prince."

"Shanbu, you bastard..." Holding the sword in one hand and the shield in the other, Ji Feng roared.

"This shield, this weapon... I never thought you'd collude with the alien elves from the northern regions of Kun-Lai Summit. Damn Pandaren traitor, damn lowly slave..." Seeing Ji Feng summon these two pieces of equipment, Shanbu was utterly shocked. He wasn't surprised by the equipment itself, but by Ji Feng's method of summoning them.

Shanbu had seen the magic of the northern tribes. In his eyes, Ji Feng's method of summoning weapons was identical to how the aliens used theirs.

Ten thousand years ago, Azeroth had not yet experienced the Sundering, and Elves had a presence in Pandaria. In the northern regions of Kun-Lai Summit, there were many Elven villages.

"Shanbu, we Pandaren are not traitors. We are Pandaren, not slaves..."

"Bastard, I'll see what skills you truly possess..."

Ji Feng and Shanbu engaged, their clashes erupting with the sound of metal on metal. Both figures moved like lightning, making them difficult to track. From the very first move, both unleashed their full power.

"Explode, explode..."

After a brief exchange, earth-shattering roars echoed in all directions. The one roaring was Ji Feng.

There was a "very special" setting in World of Warcraft: before summoning a mount, shouting "Explode...", the drop rate increased by 50%. In WoW, the drop rates for those awesome mounts also required a shout.

"Explode..."

Before long, Ji Feng shouted the equipment buff. The instant he spoke, Shanbu's body was sent flying like a cannonball.

A moment later, a deep ravine appeared on the ground. Shanbu was blasted back in front of the Mogu soldiers who had followed him. This single blow sent Shanbu flying ten zhang.

"Holy crap, the streamer actually defeated Blackwind Shanbu! What equipment is he using? Can any experienced players introduce it?"

"The shield is a level 1 purple item gifted with the Warcraft movie, the Lionheart Replica. New players can't get it anymore. The weapon is a level 60 orange legendary, the Wind Sword..."

"In the game, the Wind Sword is a level 60 orange weapon, while the Shaotian Magic Saber is a level 90 weapon. The streamer using the Wind Sword to defeat Shanbu suggests that the Wind Sword's stat bonus in the real World of Warcraft is far superior to the Shaotian Magic Saber..."

"Hahaha... The upstairs analysis is spot on. The streamer has transmigrated to the real world, where do stats even matter? Let's ask the streamer later what's going on! He seemed to drink a potion before fighting Shanbu..."

"The streamer defeated Shanbu, this definitely deserves a tip. Let's go, a big airplane!"

"Awesome... So awesome, it feels like getting a legendary kill. I suddenly have the urge to run dungeons, I really want to transmigrate to Azeroth with the streamer!"

"The streamer actually survived a certain death situation, and he's using my coolest weapon, the Wind Sword... This is ten times more exciting and spectacular than the Warcraft movie. Sending a big treasure sword!"

Shanbu was sent flying, and the live stream chat instantly filled with comments. At this moment, another wave of gifts poured in. One viewer even tipped a "big treasure sword," which costs 66,000 coins.

"Cough, cough!"

Falling to the ground, Shanbu coughed violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blue blood. His aura immediately weakened.

A horrifying cross-shaped wound was visible on his chest, deep enough to expose bone. The Wind Sword's attack was no joke. Clearly, Shanbu had lost the will to fight.

"Lord Shanbu has actually been defeated? How is this possible..." At this moment, the Mogu Warriors who had followed Shanbu trembled.

"Idiots, help me up!"

"Yes!"

Shanbu lay sprawled on the ground before them. For a moment, the Mogu Warriors were too stunned to realize Shanbu had fallen. Hearing his words, they quickly helped him up.