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In an instant, not only Wei Qi, Chen Liu Shi, and the lame old man, but even the eight straw-cloaked figures who had broken into the Chen Family intending to loot and abduct were left flustered and helpless. They were caught off guard by the head-on assault of the two people who had burst out from the house.

The figure using his fists carried a plain, unadorned air. Sinking his shoulders and lowering his waist, he clenched his fists and swung his arms, unleashing seven entirely different currents of fist force in an instant. Some were straight, some curved; some hard, some soft; some blazing like fire, some frigid as ice. All seven men charging toward Wei Qi were forced back, none able to cross the line by even half a step.

The two sides stood locked in confrontation, as distinct as the Chu River and Han Border, as clearly divided as the Jing and Wei Rivers.

Meanwhile, the leader of the eight saw the short figure wielding his sword in a dance of blades. Sword force piled upon sword force, layer after layer, condensing water into a dragon while concealing sword qi within it, lunging toward him. Though shocked, his reaction was not slow.

He smoothly withdrew the long sword that had been thrust toward the lame old man. As he spun around, he displayed the sword technique he was most skilled at defending with.

The sword light split apart, instantly becoming eight spinning wheels of light that met the roaring water dragon. Every sword wheel carried the effect of weakening the incoming force layer by layer. Combined with the sharpness of the sword force itself, it used defense as offense, and was truly remarkable.

Amid a thunderous boom came a barrage of clanging sounds, the metallic collision of