An expert!?
That was the first word flashed in Ye Chong's mind. He dodged the attack and made a giant swing. The lance knocked the back aggressively.
Crash.
The part of lance shattered as the specks scratched Ye Chong's body. Ye Chong could feel the ending of his lance being chomped away. He was swinging a wooden lance after all.
The technique of the foe sent chills to his back. That was quite the strongest foe he ever fought since the Battle Royale. But he did not have that grace to give compliments, the assassin was clearly striving to slow him down!
The reason why Ye Chong could travel in the crowd seamlessly was because of his speed and unpredictable steps. But if he ever got bogged down by something, like an assassin for example, he would be sieged at any moment, conflict would happen, a crowd fight would occur, he could not be confident enough to presume he would survive from another wave of that.
(sometimes I wonder if the author speaks Chinese)
The sentences went as such sequence:
> Waves lance to the back
> Heard wood break and specks came
Me: He broke a crate?
> A portion of lance has been chomped away
> He was waving a wooden lance (this came the very last)
Me: ???? So the culprit was a wooden lance? Detective Jack found out that the lance is made out of wood at the very last!
(Sorry am high)