Precisely because of this, Zhou Jingshan had just ordered his men to keep attacking, even sending a few more soldiers to bolster their numbers.
The reason was simple, at this point, Zhou Jingshan was in too deep to back out.
Whether this Xu Fei was truly the legendary Lord Junshao of the Chinese military or not, Zhou Jingshan had to see it through to the end.
If Xu Fei won, when the dust settled and scores were reckoned, Zhou Jingshan didn’t reckon his fate would be anything pleasant!
“Hmph! So what if he’s the Lord Junshao? Could just be a paper tiger puffed up by others, if I take him out here, he’s nothing!”
A wild idea suddenly sparked in Zhou Jingshan’s mind, and with a grand wave, he barked his orders.
Now, nearly all the elite soldiers at Zhou Jingshan’s side charged forward.
The situation flipped in an instant, moments ago it was Xu Fei against two, but now it was one against ten.
“I’d advise you to surrender quietly, kid, or my dozen-plus elite men won’t go easy on you!” Zhou Jingshan called out, offering one last chance before the fight.
Xu Fei smirked coldly at that, “In all my years, no one’s ever truly gone easy on me, if you’ve got the guts, give it a shot!”
“This punk won’t take the easy way, get him now!”
Zhou Jingshan roared, his voice nearly cracking at the end, and his ten elite subordinates swarmed in.
Unlike the chaotic mob Wei Xinghuo had brought earlier, scrambling into a messy brawl, Zhou Jingshan’s elite crew moved with purpose.
Though they rushed in together, their positions were orderly, the ten of them forming a massive net, layer upon layer, encircling Xu Fei dead centre.
This put Xu Fei in a dire spot, with ten elite soldiers striking at once, he’d be caught in a pincer attack from all sides.
As the saying goes, even a hero’s two fists can’t fend off four hands, let alone ten, and these were no ordinary foes.
But Xu Fei, facing opponents who weren’t even cultivators, showed no trace of panic.
In a flash, he stirred the true qi within him, the energy surging through his meridians, flowing straight to every limb and bone.
The reason cultivators outclassed ordinary folk was precisely this true qi.
For someone like Xu Fei, as long as his true qi kept churning endlessly, his body would strengthen with every passing second.
Over time, the longer a cultivator lived, the tougher they became.
Those ancient monsters who’d survived thousands of years had bodies so formidable that “strong as steel” didn’t even scratch the surface.
Xu Fei wasn’t at that terrifying level yet, but for these dozen-plus elites, he was close enough.
Just as he activated his true qi, the ten soldiers’ fists and kicks came crashing in.
In the next second, every single one of their attacks landed square.
“Hmph! Weren’t you bragging about being the one who revamped the military combat fist? Is this all you’ve got?”
Seeing Xu Fei take the hits head-on, Zhou Jingshan couldn’t resist a smug taunt, now firmly convinced Xu Fei was a fraud.
