An inch longer, an inch stronger.
A single force can suppress ten strategies.
No matter how nimble your moves are, no matter how intricate your sword formations, you have to get close to me first.
As the seven-foot spear swung with sudden changes, Hua Jinqiu barely managed to react, but behind her stood Cao De and Xue Linfu; the two reached out, promptly pulling Hua Jinqiu behind them.
The formation shifted, two in front, one at the back.
Cling clang!
They tried to block Yang Zhenshan's long spear, but the powerful force almost sent their long swords flying.
Realizing they couldn't stop Yang Zhenshan's spear, Cao De and Xue Linfu quickly retreated. Defense turned into offense, with Yang Zhenshan spinning after them like a top.
However, he was obviously not as fast as them, so they soon gained distance from him. Fortunately, this also freed Yang Zhenshan from the situation of only retreating passively.
Both parties stood still, facing each other once again.
