The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

It wasn't the first time anyone had played the game, so they quickly understood what Zhang Xinjie meant. However, while they understood, they were still surprised.

"No, how am I supposed to play with shared vision? Seriously."

Mo Qian looked at the remaining three generals of the opposing side speechlessly, unsure of how to fight them.

Now everyone is gathered together, including the three generals of the opposing side.

"I remember they didn't have this ability when there were five of them, right?"

Ye Xiu asked with some curiosity.

"There shouldn't be any. If there were, our initial tactics probably wouldn't have succeeded. Now we need to block not only Sword General's vision, but also Fist General's vision."

It seems simple enough, but you have to understand that there aren't many people who can stop General Fist.

The best candidate would be Han Wenqing to block the Fist General's view. Han Wenqing was the first general he faced and was more familiar with the Fist General's skills.

However, one point cannot be ignored: these three generals share the same field of vision, which means that the field of vision of all of them has been increased by three times. Their strength may not have increased by three times, but it is certainly much stronger than before.

"No need to say more, just leave General Quan to me. I can take him down."

Han Wenqing is still quite confident in the current state of the Fist General. Old Han's current state is exactly the same as when he was eighteen years old!

"Old Han, you really have no martial ethics. Wasn't it my job to block General Jian's view?"

Ye Xiu looked speechlessly at his good brother and nemesis. Ye Xiu would never allow Mo Qian, an injured man, to block Sword General's view.

"Hey, hey, hey, have you all forgotten I exist? I can't pretend I didn't hear anything!"

Mo Qian strongly condemned Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing for excluding him, saying that he was not some young lad who would whine and be unable to play just because he was injured.

"I'll be the bait."

Mo Qian knew that only his own reaction could contend with the Sword General's flying sword. If it were Ye Xiu or Han Wenqing, they might be able to, but their hearts wouldn't be strong enough, and the risk would be too great.

However, Mo Qian had no scruples. It could be said that Mo Qian was more carefree, which is why he was able to unleash extraordinary strength under such extreme circumstances.

"But Lao Mo, what about your injuries?"

Ye Xiu looked at Mo Qian with some concern, but Mo Qian just rolled his eyes at him.

“That kind of pretentious behavior isn’t the kind of Lao Ye I know. Stop talking nonsense. They won’t wait for us to discuss it.”

Mo Qian looked at Ye Xiu seriously and said, "Sword General is ready to unleash a flying sword attack."

In fact, the only one who can be used as bait is Mo Qian, because the Sword General will always target Mo Qian first unless the distance is very far.

Mo Qian had previously been relentlessly beating up General Jian for a while, and although he hadn't lost much health, his aggro had been maximized. So now, whenever General Jian saw Mo Qian, he acted like a dog seeing something inappropriate, unleashing flying swords at him.

"It really was me. Let's go! Proceed according to plan!"

After Mo Qian finished speaking, he was the first to rush out. No one could stand next to Mo Qian; he had to be alone because he was the primary target of the attack.

"Tsk! This is the only way. Yunxiu, Xinjie, you two cover for that idiot."

Ye Xiu had always thought Mo Qian was an idiot. Even though he was already injured and in poor condition, he still insisted on taking on the most dangerous mission. It had always been like this. "Alright, let's go and cover for that idiot."

Chu Yunxiu suppressed a laugh, while Mo Qian, in the distance...

"You guys can't really not hear me, can you? Stop blaming me, hurry up!"

Mo Qian shouted, and Chu Yunxiu couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. Ye Xiu did too, and the group of them chuckled as they reached their designated positions.

Despite the laughter, they had to admit one thing:

Without a doubt, Mo Qian was extremely important to them.

"Don't die, old Mexican."

Ye Xiu thought to himself, he didn't dare speak to Mo Qian at this moment. Mo Qian was currently focused on dodging General Jian's flying swords, and each sword strike was one that couldn't be directly withstood. Mo Qian had already taken one head-on, and his movements were now affected.

Chu Yunxiu could see it, and Ye Xiu could see it even more clearly: Mo Qian's movements were noticeably sluggish, far less agile than before.

"Old Mo's movements have lost their grace."

Although Ye Xiu knew that aesthetics were useless at this moment, he knew Mo Qian very much, and Mo Qian cared a lot about the visual appeal of his movements.

This is why Mo Qian is called a sword immortal, because his skills and movements are not only highly practical, but also top-notch in terms of visual appeal.

Even Mo Qian, who is extremely concerned about aesthetics, has no time to care about that now, which shows just how much pressure he is under.

"come on."

Ye Xiu and the others could only silently cheer for Mo Qian in their hearts.

Han Wenqing has also begun to engage in close combat with General Quan; this is the first step in their tactics.
Disintegrate the eyes of the Fist General
During his battle with Fist General, Han Wenqing would constantly try to blind Fist General or obscure his vision with smoke and dust.

This is the first and most important step in the tactics; without this step, there would be no subsequent steps.

It was the right decision to entrust this task to the most reliable Lao Han; it's not certain that anyone else could have done it perfectly.

But if we hand it over to Han Wenqing, we can basically rest assured. That's the value of being the captain of the Tyranny team.

"No, this guy's attack and defense are both airtight. I can't find an opportunity to blow his eyes out."

Han Wenqing had hit a bottleneck. He hadn't expected that General Fist would improve. Han Wenqing could feel that the guy's skills were gradually becoming more refined, and some of his movements already showed traces of Han Wenqing's own style. It looked as if Han Wenqing was General Fist's master.

"You're trying to steal my knowledge, aren't you? You'll find out just how wrong you've been in a moment."

Han Wenqing snorted coldly. His fist technique had actually already been broken by someone, who had even told him where the flaws in his technique lay.

At that moment, this person was over there, trying his best to block General Jian's view.

Ye Xiu: Who called me?

Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu have been fighting for so many years, and they have long since figured out how to counter each other's fighting styles.

Now, this "Fist General" actually dares to imitate Han Wenqing's fighting style. (End of Chapter)