The second strike: a sweep.
The spear's blade sliced across the second War General's midsection. Like a plague clinging to bone, the Dark Gold Flame spread madly from the wound, devouring most of its body in just a few breaths.
The third and fourth War Generals finally reacted, letting out enraged howls as they pounced on Xu Wuyi from the left and right.
Xu Wuyi's eyes were ice. He spun his long spear.
The spear's shaft collided with the left War General's sharp claws, sending sparks flying.
Using the recoil, the spear's tip carved an uncanny arc, slipping into the right War General's eye socket.
"SQUELCH!"
Brain matter mixed with flames sprayed from the back of its head.
The last War General's claws reached Xu Wuyi's back, but he neither dodged nor evaded. He spun around and threw a punch.
