The so-called "spectacular" performance was actually four people suppressing eight so thoroughly that they could only keep defending, without even the slightest ability to retaliate. More precisely, it was two people against one, one person against one, and one person taking on six alone!
"Two against one" referred to a man and a woman from Northern Continent University flanking Yin Kuang from left and right. They showed no coordination whatsoever, yet were ferociously formidable, forcing Yin Kuang to block left and parry right until he was hard-pressed to cope. "One against one" was a woman dressed like a Viking pirate fighting Blood Thorn, who was clad in full armor. And "one against six" was a fat man covered in body paint facing Jordan, Lester, Quinn, Lucius, and the sisters Mary and Maya.
That was right! Whether it was simply bad luck or some cosmic misfortune, disaster had once again descended upon Yin Kuang and the others, who had thought they had escaped a calamity. They had already fled more than ten kilometers and had no intention of stopping to rest, preparing to keep running, when four people suddenly struck from behind. To use a somewhat inappropriate analogy, it was like four ferocious tigers charging into a pack of fleeing wolves. No matter how vicious wolves were, they were ultimately no match for tigers.
After just one exchange, the hastily assembled defensive formation of Yin Kuang and the others was scattered by that body-painted fat man. As the two spiked round hammers in his hands—each nearly as wide as his waist—spun, a tearing gale swept outward with unbelievable power. Yin Kuang and Blood Thorn fared slightly better, but everyone else was sent flying. Then, as though they had long known the relative strengths of the group, the other three split up: