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Although Lancer is an Imperial Arms user, he rarely uses his Imperial Arms. After all, the ones he has are mainly for defense and recovery. Even with a heavy weapon like a cavalry spear, he isn't the type to trade blows and get injured. Therefore, his 'Imperial Arms' serve more as a 'safety net'.
This method of use is undoubtedly very confusing, but Lancer has never wavered.
The ability of an 'Imperial Arms' may be strong, but it's still just a weapon, a tool. Lancer trusts himself more than it. Rather than relying on it, Lancer prefers to hone his own skills.
However, not liking it doesn't mean he won't use it, for example, right now!
"Do you think you can kill me like this?"
The cloak that was always draped over Lancer back stood by his side like a steel wall. A girl with a bronze-colored body stared with a grim expression at Lancer, who was looking down at her.
However, Lancer didn't pay too much attention to the other party and instead turned his gaze to the surroundings.
Everyone had originally thought that the masters of the Royal Fist Temple would also attack the main force from the front gate. If these masters served as the spearhead, the current disadvantage would be reversed. Of course, the Imperial Guards would then enter the field with their backup plans.
But they didn't expect these guys to be so decisive?
They completely abandoned those people and instead opted for a beheading operation!
The essence of a beheading operation is a killing blow, but they chose the wrong target.
The assassination squad, composed of the current four demons of the Royal Fist Temple, had almost never failed. There were even some Imperial Arms users who had died at their hands. But this time, they ran into the most difficult enemy.
Because of their 'secret arts', all four of them could perfectly control their bodies. Their enemies mostly died from this 'weird' style of attack, after all, with their limbs extending at will, physical abilities far exceeding those of normal people, and strange ways of exerting force...
Their strength came from weirdness and the unknown.
When facing this kind of enemy, there are generally two options. The first is to fight them head-on, and the second is to defend. The first method has too many uncontrollable factors, and as for the second, although it can temporarily control the situation, it will become unfavorable if it drags on for too long.
Of course, that's assuming the opponent's strength is on par.
The cloak, which a full-strength attack couldn't shake, was easily swung by Lancer. And as the cloak was swung away, the spear in Lancer hand was fiercely swung towards the people in front of him!
The people from the Royal Fist Temple had originally wanted to work together to stop Lancer attack, as this was a common routine for the Royal Fist Temple.
First, control or disarm the enemy's weapon, and then seize the opportunity for a killing blow!
This move sounds simple, but in reality, it's not easy. Whether it's catching a blade with your bare hands, or dislocating your own joints to control your arms, these moves that sound very dangerous are the key to this. If you are even slightly careless, it will be your end.
But this time, just as they were about to make a move, the strong wind told them one thing: this enemy was different from the past!
"Retreat quickly!!"
The middle-aged man standing behind them suddenly shouted a reminder to everyone. The others also retreated, but the person in the very front was one step too late.
"Bang!!!"
With a loud bang, the person was directly thrown and slammed hard into a tree trunk. She then slid down the tree, her life and death unknown.
"Matou!!"
Lancer didn't pay any attention to the woman who had been sent flying. When his attack hit, he had already heard the sound of bones breaking. He didn't know how these people from the Royal Fist Temple controlled their muscles and bodies, but he was sure that a person with bones broken like that, even if they didn't die, would at least be out of commission for a while.
"Damn it!! Newcomers are so unreliable! Zhu Tian! Ling Lu! Be careful! This guy is different from the previous enemies! He himself is very strong! Not some amateur who got an Imperial Arms!"
The patterns covering the man's cheeks and body made him look a bit strange, but unlike his crazy appearance, he had a pair of very sharp eyes. He could see Lancer power almost at a glance and judged that they were powerless with just the few of them, so he simply gave up on the plan to kill him.
When the few of them were talking, Lancer didn't rush forward, not because he wanted to let them go, but simply because he wanted to test his moves on them.
When he saw them before, he didn't react, but now that he thought back, weren't these the so-called 'four demons of the Royal Fist Temple'?
Although their strength wasn't too strong, they weren't mere cannon fodder either, so they were perfect for testing his moves.
He had never liked using a 'shield' before, but the problem was that when he started to charge with a cavalry spear, he would probably be in a bad state without the protection of a shield, so he had to use a shield. But even so, he was still not used to it. The shield he was holding couldn't cooperate with the spear in his hand. However, the appearance of his Imperial Arms perfectly solved this problem. He could hold the spear with both hands and also defend more easily.
But even though the idea was good, he had never had the chance to test it.
There were people around him who weren't weak, but if he used his full power, he might not be able to hold back. No matter who he killed, he would feel guilty, but it was different now.
The people in front of him were all executioners under Honest. No matter how he killed them, he would not feel the slightest bit of guilt.
He stomped his right foot hard, slightly bent his body, and held the spear with both hands, level with his face...
"Come on!! Let me see how much foundation the Royal Fist Temple really has!"
Looking at the distant burning Royal Fist Temple and the other monks whose battlefield had gradually been separated, the three of them exchanged a glance and charged towards Lancer together.
Although in the eyes of others who knew them, they were all executioners under Honest, in the eyes of most people in the Royal Fist Temple, the three of them were the most excellent martial artists of the Royal Fist Temple, seniors who were worthy of worship. And what they were doing now could be considered a response to the expectations of those disciples.
No matter what, they had to let the 'seeds' escape!!
No one knew better than them the position that the Royal Fist Temple held in this assassination attempt. Now that it had been exposed, no one could be spared. After all, the Imperial Guards rarely left the Imperial Capital, but now they were surrounding the mountain for them...
This was also why the elder gave up on a truce and decided to fight to the death. Even if they failed, he just hoped that the remaining people could escape to Honest's side...
The eyes of the three of them gradually became firm, and looking at their determined eyes, Lancer didn't hesitate to thrust the spear in his hand toward the person leading them!
Their end was already set. There was only one outcome: death!!