This sword strike was swift and fierce, causing Li Ang to release his left hand from the shaft of the long lance as if electrocuted.

His right hand gripped the long lance tightly, pulling it to the left and deflecting the heavy sword. His retracted left hand formed a fist, unleashing a thunderous punch the moment the shaft swept past.

In Ju Que's eyes, the image of the fist grew larger and larger.

There were no dazzling special effects of light and sound, no escaping energy aura, only pure, violent power.

Even without reconnaissance, Ju Que could feel the deadly threat of this punch.

But his heart remained as calm as ever.

He took half a step back, pulling his left arm back and bracing his right arm against his chest. The blade of the sword grazed the shaft of the Overlord's Barricade Lance, creating a series of dazzling sparks. The heavy blade quietly blocked Li Ang's fist, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally towards the sky.

Boom!

The fist, like a battering ram, slammed head-on into the heavy blade.

Ju Que's sword stance had worked.

Most of the force from Li Ang's fist was channeled and absorbed by the blade pointing diagonally towards the sky, using the recoil trajectory. It did not shake Ju Que's wrists and cause irreversible damage.

At the same time, the recoiling blade laid the groundwork for the next sword move—

Ju Que's left arm pulled inward and downward, while his right arm twisted forward. The heavy sword swept over his head, drawing a semi-circular arc, and slashed diagonally downward towards the right side of Li Ang's waist.

Li Ang's left fist had not yet retracted, and his right hand was still gripping the shaft of the Overlord's Barricade Lance. Even if he pulled his right hand to the left and raised the Overlord's Barricade Lance, the long shaft and the ground would not provide enough leverage to block the sword.

Retreat?

Ju Que was, after all, a Lv23 melee specialist player who had sacrificed some points in intelligence and perception.

His strength and agility attributes were similar to Li Ang's in a normal state.

The two-handed heavy sword was like a door panel. Without using the Realm-Walking effect of the [Abyssal Mirror], it would be difficult to create distance.

In a flash of lightning, Li Ang kicked the inside of the shaft of the long lance, which was leaning diagonally on the ground.

With this kick, the long lance, which had been pointing diagonally towards the left side of the sky, suddenly rose on the right side, using his right hand as a fulcrum. It collided with the slashing two-handed heavy sword in mid-air.

The force of the Overlord's Barricade Lance rising was naturally less than that of the two-handed heavy sword, which had a longer acceleration distance.

With a loud clang, the two-handed greatsword struck the shaft of the long lance, causing it to vibrate. The newly raised shaft slammed heavily into the ground, smashing a huge crater in the concrete.

Moreover, Ju Que, following the trend of the force shift, rotated his wrist to the left, changing the direction of the blade. The remaining force continued to slash towards the right side of Li Ang's chest.

There was no pause, no chance to breathe.

The monocle on Li Ang's nose reflected the cold moonlight, like light blossoming from the mouth of a dragon mask.

Facing the torrential rain of attacks, he did not panic.

His right leg took half a step back, followed by a nimble step with his left leg. His right hand released the shaft of the long lance.

As the long lance fell freely,

His body leaned backward, dodging the deadly slash by a hair's breadth.

Hiss—

The faint sword aura attached to the two-handed heavy sword quietly sliced through the fabric at the neck of the white coat, penetrating the outer garment of the Shenlong Red Mane.

[Cleanhit!]

The system notification sounded above the city, and huge blue letters appeared in the sky.

The sword aura was so overbearing that it penetrated the defenses of the Red Mane outer garment. With only the remaining sword intent, it left a faint red mark on Li Ang's neck.

The power of the Biological Template caused the severed surface skin to heal instantly, and the red mark disappeared in a flash.

But it was still counted as a valid hit by the system.

Step!

Ju Que, having landed a hit, did not slow down his attack. He stepped forward with his left foot, squatted with his right knee, and pressed his tall body down like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

His strong arms, as if cast from solid iron, stopped the momentum of the sword, abruptly halting the trajectory of the blade that had been moving from left to right.

Taking advantage of the downward trend of his body, he suddenly changed his move and thrust forward.

Simple, practical, interlocking, like a storm, masterful without artistry.

This was Ju Que's swordsmanship.

Li Ang was still leaning backward, his old strength exhausted, his new strength not yet born, making it difficult to avoid this attack.

Even if he wasn't hit by the tip of the sword, he would probably have his skin cut by the sword aura attached to the blade, giving the opponent another point.

Thump—

Seeing that he was about to be stabbed by the greatsword, Li Ang kicked the shaft of the Overlord's Barricade Lance, which had not yet fallen to the ground.

The heavy long lance suddenly bounced up, striking Ju Que's wrist from below, causing the latter's wrist bones to vibrate and halting the momentum of the thrust.

[Cleanhit!]

The system notification sounded urgently. Li Ang, returning a point, pointed his right hand at the ground, emitting a large number of vines from his fingertips. He supported himself on the ground, bouncing his body back.

His right foot side-stepped off the air wall formed by [Ladder Cloud Steps], moving him forward lightly, like a poisonous snake, sticking close to Ju Que's injured wrist, pressing forward.

Clap.

Li Ang's hand accurately caught the falling long lance again, the butt end resting on the ground. He gripped the middle of the shaft and pushed forward heavily!

The lance swept past the underside of Ju Que's arm and slammed into his chest like a tsunami.

Crack, crack, crack.

In an instant, bones broke, blood surged upward,

The cloth armor could not withstand the force of this blow. Ju Que's vision went black, and he flew backward as if hit by a cannonball.

[Criticalhit!]

The system notification sounded incredibly faint. In Ju Que's vision, the black sky without stars flashed by, and hundreds of birds screeched as they swooped down.

The situation suddenly reversed.

Ju Que coughed up a mouthful of blood that surged from his internal organs, violently twisting his waist in mid-air where he had nothing to leverage.

Relying on his vague sense of danger, he swung his sword to block the long lance that Li Ang thrust at him.

Using the force of this thrust, his body retreated again.

In mid-air, he raised his left hand, which had already cracked at the tiger's mouth, and took out a syringe from his backpack. He flipped his hand and stabbed it into his wrist, pushing the syringe all the way down with trembling fingers.

The fast-acting emergency medicine from the game plaza took effect quickly.

A cold current surged through his body, immediately relieving the severe pain in his limbs.

However, Li Ang would not give him a chance to breathe.

[Phase Boots] accelerated,

The pre-set Bluetooth speaker played a rapid, explosive electronic sound, providing casting material for the long-unused BGM skill.

Li Ang, rushing forward, accelerated again, swinging the long lance in his right arm, sweeping it towards Ju Que, who was crashing to the ground.

Ju Que had no choice but to barely change his sword move. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, his right forearm parallel with his forehead, the tip of the sword pointing downwards.

His left palm pushed forward to support the blade, trying to block the blow.

Not good!

The moment the weapons collided, Ju Que knew something was wrong.

The sweeping lance was just a feint. The blade of the lance barely touched, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Li Ang's right hand slid upward along the shaft, gripping it tightly at the edge of the blade. He was actually using the long lance as a blade, using the concave groove where the blade and shaft joined to firmly lock the two-handed heavy sword.

Shua shua shua shua shua shua—

Dense sounds of air being torn apart came from overhead. Ju Que didn't even need to look up to know that the flock of birds was releasing its spikes.