The simple longsword slashed horizontally, piercing eighteen times in an instant, and the protective shield of his top-tier Superior Robe shattered like a bubble.
Bamboo Stick wielded his longsword, slashing out sword lights without the slightest pause.
As he avoided the Sharp Needle Hell and Instant Stepped here, he had already conceived several counter-strategies for the enemy and the tactics he would need to adopt.
However, not until he easily punctured the shield, and his sword light was about to sever the neck of the middle-aged Lord, did the enemy in front of him seem to be dumbfounded.
Bamboo Stick, briefly stunned, promptly shook his arm.
Pu-chi—
A faint bloodstain spread across the neck of the middle-aged Lord.
He wasn't faking it, he was truly inexperienced.
How could he be this bad?
In his routine training and sparring sessions, the Four-order superiors he encountered were all very strong, weren't they?
Was this person really at the Fourth-order Peak?