Nie Feng's retreat instead drew even fiercer attacks from Po Jun. Countless flashes of blades and swords swept toward him.
"Nie Feng, what are you running from, boy? Can't you fight me to the death openly and like a real man?"
Lightness skills were not Po Jun's forte. Although the assistance of the Heavenly Gate forces had kept Nie Feng from escaping the encirclement, they still could not bring down the slippery Nie Feng, who was like a loach. Unable to hold back, Po Jun cursed, "You and your father, Nie Renwang, are both useless trash. Do you know why your mother abandoned you two and ran off with me back then? It's because you were both too useless..."
Po Jun's words insulted Nie Feng's parents. Even a clay figurine had a temper, let alone Nie Feng, whose character had actually become somewhat impulsive and violent under the influence of his mad blood. If not for his kind nature and high moral threshold, he would have already fought Po Jun to the death. Even now, with his anger completely full, Nie Feng drew his blade and engaged him.
Clang, clang...
Po Jun and Nie Feng exchanged blows at incredible speed. Before long, they had traded three moves. Although Nie Feng was the protagonist of the Wind and Cloud story and had his anger fully roused, he had always been afraid of losing control and dared not attack with all his strength. Instead, Po Jun had him on the defensive, making things difficult for him. Because of this delay, even the chance he had originally had to escape was gone.
"Nie Feng!!!"
When Gu Sheng arrived, Nie Feng was at a disadvantage but could still put up some resistance. However, as more experts from the Heavenly Gate rushed over, the situation