When everyone present thought Yue Wen was cornered, only the people from River City knew he could never fall for a trick so easily.
They had heard of people catching fish, but never of fish catching people.
The facts proved them right. Yue Wen had opened with a desperate stance, looking ready to settle the fight at once. Any opponent would have chosen to avoid his initial onslaught.
Whatever Li Guantang's tactics were, Yue Wen would attack fiercely first. If he won, that was that. If not, he would pretend to be running out of true qi and gradually weakening.
The moment his enemy let his guard down would be his best chance to close in instantly. Then he would activate the spell suppression Dao rhythm, giving himself a few seconds of absolute advantage.
As it happened, Li Guantang also wanted to feign weakness and lure Yue Wen into an all-out attack. Their tactics clicked perfectly, and they completed the first half of their performance with remarkable coordination.
Then Yue Wen acted out the transition from initial momentum to uncertainty and finally mounting despair, thoroughly convincing Li Guantang that his plan had worked.
In truth, Yue Wen really did not have much true qi left. He simply had a little more than everyone imagined, which was precisely why he could fool them.
It had to be said that his acting deserved much of the credit.
Had his expressions, gaze, and body language not been so convincing, he would never have fooled everyone except his teammates.
When that storm of spiritual power swept over him, Yue Wen actually took little damage. He first threw a Shadow Talisman ahead, then activated it as the storm enveloped him, teleporting to its edge before lunging out.
But even when the spell suppression Dao rhythm