Zhou Xu's Methods

In the eyes of his subordinates, their king could indeed stand as an army by himself through his powerful True Word techniques. He was overwhelmingly strong—so strong it was almost unreasonable.

But that kind of strength and the strength needed for a one-on-one fight were two entirely different things!

The scene before them had far exceeded their wildest imagination.

What they did not know was that everything they were seeing was actually fake. Though it looked intimidating, it was like an action movie—all rehearsed routines prepared in advance. To put it bluntly, it was a martial arts performance.

As for when they had rehearsed it...

All that could be said was that the two of them had been playing like this since childhood. After doing it so often, some of the movements had even become instinctive.

The moment one of them saw what move the other was displaying, he knew what routine would follow. Thus, as they traded blows back and forth, they fought with great relish.

At first, they had simply watched too many martial arts movies as children and enrolled in a martial arts class to indulge their wuxia dreams.

Later, it gradually became their joint business of showing off, turning them into "martial arts masters" among the student body for a time.

"That's about enough. If we keep fighting, we'll blow our cover."

They only knew a few routines, and they had nearly gone through all of them. Seeing this, Zhou Xu quickly asked.

"What do you say? Why not pretend to lose and let me capture you alive, then come over to my side?"

Through their brief exchange, the two sides had already gained a rough understanding of each other's circumstances.

Upon hearing this, Xie Liancheng wore a troubled expression.

"No. My wife and children are