Fang Duobing had been clever from a young age, and he was also quite tenacious. Taking Wang Yue's advice to heart, he paid close attention to Wang Yue's swordsmanship and quickly grasped its essence. He immediately tried it out on two enemies.
Seeing Fang Duobing make his move, Wang Yue withdrew. Watching Fang Duobing in action, he was quite pleased with the results of his training.
But it was obvious that Fang Duobing still only aimed to wound, not kill, and was holding back a little.
Only now did Wang Yue understand why Fang Duobing had stepped in for him. Every one of Wang Yue's strikes was lethal. In the few moves he had demonstrated, more than ten people had already fallen. Fang Duobing didn't want so many people to die, so he had hurriedly stepped in to practice the swordsmanship himself.
Just as Wang Yue was shaking his head, a large crowd came rushing over from the distance, apparently drawn by the commotion. From their clothes, they were clearly all from Di Jiabao.
Wang Yue frowned, feeling like this fight would never end. His current body didn't much like absorbing Internal Energy, so all this fighting was rather pointless.
While Wang Yue was debating what to do, the Gu King crawling on his arm suddenly leaped down. As soon as it landed, it began to chirp.
At the sound of the Gu King's cry, the people who had been charging toward them suddenly stopped. Even the few fighting Fang Duobing came to a halt.
Fang Duobing's sword nearly cut through a man in black's neck. Seeing his opponent frozen in place, he stopped just in time—and only then realized that everyone had become unable to move.
Listening to the cry of Wang Yue's insect, he asked in astonishment, "Big