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A rustle reached his ears from the left and Ye Xiu immediately held his breath, pressing himself down while turning his head towards the direction of the sound. He could see a vague silhouette amid the fog that seemed to make its way towards him. Ye Xiu debated on whether not to attack first, but thought better of it. Not close enough.
He needed Han Wenqing to be so close that his attack wouldn’t have a chance to miss.
A bit closer , Ye Xiu thought to himself as he slowly got to a position more appropriate for his next move. Still mostly keeping himself nearer to the ground, Ye Xiu put his right hand under his body and turned to the side, already having switched his lance to his left hand which still hung down in front of him, touching the ground. He didn’t make any more moves, waiting for Han Wenqing to get closer still. A few more chi 1 and it would be good enough.
Ye Xiu leaned forwards, tracking the movement of the silhouette. Once the distance was finally to his satisfaction, Ye Xiu leapt up from his spot on the ground and thrust his lance forward. The tip of the lance hit something, but contrary to Ye Xiu’s expectation, the feedback from his lance was that of the tip meeting something hard. Han Wenqing had managed to block his lance with his qi-enhanced fist.
Ye Xiu yanked back his lance but he wasn’t quick enough before Han Wenqing was already right in front of him.
