Xu Wuyi couldn't figure it out for now, but he wasn't in a rush.
On the second day, the frequency of the beast horde's attacks increased significantly.
From dawn to dusk, the squad repelled a total of six waves of Star Beasts. The largest of these was a mixed charge of over forty Iron-Claw Wolves and more than twenty Night-Howl Bats.
As the main fighting force, Xu Wuyi was responsible for over seventy percent of the kills.
His combat style grew increasingly concise.
The spear lanced out, found its mark, and was retracted.
There were no superfluous movements, no wasted Qi and Blood. Every strike was perfectly judged—lethal, yet without excessive consumption.
The dark gold Undying Flame moved in his hands as if it were his own limb. Sometimes it would condense into a long spear of Flame to pick off targets from a distance; sometimes it would cling to his spear tip to increase its piercing power; and sometimes it would form a firewall to block the charge of the beast horde.
