Relying on his unique Earth-Walking Technique and the pills he carried with him, Tu Xingsun thoroughly distinguished himself under Deng Jiugong's command and earned Deng Jiugong's deep regard.
In one leap, he became an indispensable and capable general in the Shang Army's ranks, making things even worse for the already battered Zhou Camp—snow piling atop frost.
Before the Shang Army's formation, Tu Xingsun relied on his proud skills and once again volunteered for battle, swearing to win another extraordinary merit for the Shang Army.
In the Zhou Camp, Nezha and Huang Tianhua had been wounded one after another by Deng Chanyu's Five-Colored Stone, and their hearts were packed with pent-up fury.
At once, both of them rode out from the formation, determined to take down this short-statured general and wash away their former shame.
Nezha stood on his Wind-Fire Wheels, and his Fire-Tipped Spear came thrusting straight in, wreathed in blazing flame, its spear wind keen and fierce.
Huang Tianhua followed close behind, urging forward the Jade Qilin, his twin hammers whirling with the force of a tiger stirring up wind, carrying a vast, powerful gale as they smashed down hard. The two joined hands to encircle him, their offensive airtight as they pressed straight toward Tu Xingsun.
Tu Xingsun was small in stature, yet his movements were swift as a ghost's. Relying on his unique Earth-Walking Technique, he advanced and retreated before the formation, now left, now right, his figure drifting and impossible to pin down.
Seeing the two attacks bearing down, he would suddenly burrow into the ground and completely avoid their sharp edge, then break out from beneath their feet to attack their lower bodies, his moves devious to the extreme.
No matter how extraordinary Nezha and Huang Tianhua's divine abilities were, no matter how heaven-sweeping their