Watching the blood of his companions scatter, he felt a deep sorrow akin to when a rabbit dies and the fox grieves, which turned into resentment as he coldly eyed Long Qie.
"Brothers, his combat style is characterized by broad and powerful swings, focusing on the upper body, we should employ the Ground Rolling Demon Battle Method and engage him in close combat, which I believe will be effective!" a skilled fighter suggested gravely.
"Exactly, let's do it!"
The other three experts nodded in agreement, their postures lowered as they tried to find an opening in Long Qie's defense to close in for combat.
"Aha, a good opportunity!"
One of the experts saw a weakness in Long Qie's defense and swiftly rolled forward, a sly smile on his face, slashing at Long Qie's lower leg.
The freezing blade tore through the air, ready to succeed in its mission.
Alas, it was not to be.
"Snap!"
"Heh heh, idiot!"
