Taking advantage of a momentary opening, He Chenguang swung the guard in his grip with great force. The man flew like a sack of sand, colliding with several other guards and scattering them in disarray.
However, the enemies were as relentless as a rising tide, with more guards pouring in from all directions. One short but agile guard, moving like a monkey, began circling He Chenguang, leaping and attacking incessantly. The short blade in his hand darted toward He Chenguang's vitals like the tongue of a viper.
He Chenguang reacted with cool precision. His footwork was fluid, dodging left and right to nimbly evade the blade. His mind raced, seeking a flaw in his opponent's technique. As the guard lunged again, He Chenguang suddenly shot out his left hand, clamped onto the man’s wrist, and yanked him forward, simultaneously driving a powerful kick into the guard’s abdomen.
Chapter 362