Five or six fierce bandits howled as they pounced forward, blades and axes raised. Carrying the chaotic yet savage momentum unique to desperadoes, they struck at Li Bufan's vital points from every direction!
Had it been Li Bufan from half a month ago, faced with such an encirclement, he could likely only have relied on Spirit Monkey Three Leaps to dodge in a sorry state, teetering on the brink of danger. But now, his gaze was icy and his heart still as water, while the steel blade in his hand carved out simple yet precise arcs!
Basic Saber Technique—chop! Slash! Lift! Deflect! Thrust!
He used no flashy techniques, merely pushing the most basic saber movements to their utmost limit. Every stroke contained the strength of Major Muscle Tempering, while the nimble footwork granted by Great Mastery Spirit Monkey Three Leaps kept his body constantly shifting and flashing within a small area.
Clang! Clang! Splurt!
The steel blade repeatedly collided with the bandits' weapons, scattering sparks everywhere. Li Bufan's saber techniques looked simple, yet they always deflected fatal attacks at precisely the right moment, or used his footwork to evade the powerful axe chops and chain-flail smashes.
Though those five or six men appeared to be attacking fiercely, they could not do anything to him for the moment. Instead, with one man and one saber, he guarded this tiny battlefield so tightly that not even water could seep through!
"Damn it! This brat's slippery as an eel!" an axe-wielding bandit cursed furiously. His axe missed and smashed into the ground, spraying up dirt.
"Close in! Don't let him run!" the Muscle Tempering bandit leader shouted sharply. The Ghost Head Blade in his hand rose and fell with tremendous force, placing the greatest pressure on Li Bufan.
Li Bufan fought as he