Lu Bu'er braced his arms to block, feeling the force on his right leg relax from the opponent. Just as he was preparing to disengage and retreat, he was met with a barrage of ferocious kicks.
The opponent's every strike was sharp and ruthless, each one aimed at his face without exception, numerous times whizzing past dangerously close, the gusts they lifted cutting like knives against his skin.
The last, heavy straight kick was blocked with the elbow joints of his arms, but the massive force left his arms feeling numb and sore, his body uncontrollably retreating until his back hit a wooden post, with no further way to retreat.
Qingmu stepped forward swiftly, his right fist aiming an uppercut straight at the chin!
Bang!
Lu Bu'er crossed his hands to guard his chin, solidly catching the opponent's fist, seizing the opportunity to twist his waist, channeling his body's force as though through a taut rope, and launched a knee counterattack!
