Zombie Bodyguard

A golden round shield appeared on his arm, with a beast head in the center of the shield, looking extremely fierce.

Li Wenfeng raised the shield, blocking the Ghost’s fist just right. With a loud bang, the Ghost was shocked into retreating repeatedly, with several wounds on the fist, bleeding bright red, seemingly injured by the beast head.

"Big brother..." Yun Xiaotian cried out in surprise, face full of worry.

"How could this happen?" Ling Shuiyao was also amazed.

"Sister, when did he equip this shield, do you know?" Yuwen Xingjian asked with a frown.

Yuwen Luofei shook her head, saying, "I don’t know. I never knew he had this shield."

"He hid it too deeply," Yuwen Xingjian sighed.

This scene surprised everyone, at the crucial moment, Li Wenfeng used the shield, not only blocking the Ghost’s attack but also reversing it to injure the Ghost.

"Master, that’s King Arthur’s shield, unexpected to be in his hands," the Sword Spirit shouted excitedly.

"King Arthur’s shield?" Lin Tian looked at the shield, noticing the style of the shield and Sword of the King had some similarities, both golden, seemingly representing supreme divinity.

The Sword Spirit quickly explained: "King Arthur is the leader of the Round Table Knights, besides the Sword of the King, there’s also the Holy Shield, Spear of Glory."

"Damn, there’s so much equipment, why didn’t you say, and take me to find them," Lin Tian cursed angrily, wondering just how many secrets this guy retained.

The Sword Spirit was very aggrieved, saying: "Master, you misunderstood me, the Spear of Glory broke a long time ago, after that, I was sealed, so naturally, I wouldn’t know the whereabouts of the Holy Shield. Its fate is probably the same, just didn’t expect it to see daylight today."

"That Ghost seems dangerous," Lin Tian’s heart sank slightly, the situation was somewhat unexpected, Li Wenfeng indeed lived up to being King Arthur’s heir, lost the Sword of the King but gained the Holy Shield.

Such a powerful name, one that doesn’t seem inferior to the Sword of the King. And with the Ghost unarmed, defeating Li Wenfeng seems quite uncertain.

"Uh, Master need not worry, the Holy Shield was severely damaged by the Spear of Glory, and after being sealed for so long, it may be worse than me. As long as the Ghost doesn’t fight head-on, there’s still a chance to win," the Sword Spirit explained in a small voice.

"Severely damaged?" Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, quite puzzled: "The Holy Shield and Spear of Glory are both King Arthur’s equipment, how did they end up fighting each other?"

The Ghost didn’t answer immediately, seemingly difficult to speak, but finally said: "This... is a bit complicated. King Arthur’s rival in love stole the Spear of Glory, was discovered by King Arthur, and the two fought, which is when the Spear of Glory broke."

"Damn, palace affairs are really complicated." Lin Tian listened, dumbfounded.

On the arena, Li Wenfeng didn’t seem eager to counterattack but looked at his shield, sneering: "Yun Tian, you are indeed surprising, actually forcing out my Holy Shield. Originally, this shield was reserved for the finals."

"A broken shield, the tanks I’ve smashed are ten times more than your shield," the Ghost said disdainfully.

Li Wenfeng didn’t refute, just calmly said: "It’s good that you think so!"

"Knight Charge!" Li Wenfeng shouted in a low voice, the shield flashing with golden light, he pushed the shield, rushing towards the Ghost.

He seemed like riding a heavily armored fierce horse, wrapped in heavy armor, crashing into the Ghost. The Ghost slightly squinted his eyes, allowing the strong wind to lift the corners of his clothes. At the moment the shield reached, he slid a half-circle underfoot, slightly turning, like the Tai Chi circle, moving to Li Wenfeng’s side.

At the same time, the Ghost punched directly at Li Wenfeng’s ribs, underarm, ribs which are also human weaknesses. As an expert in battlefield combat, he knew better how to attack most effectively.

The footwork carried the Wang Family’s Tai Chi Body Method, while the hand attack was close combat technique, that is the Ghost.

"Petty skills!" Li Wenfeng snorted disdainfully, his advancing steps abruptly stopped, like pulling back a mad horse, at the same time, using the momentum of advancing, swinging the shield down at the Ghost’s head.

You hit my ribs, I smash your head, for the Ghost, this one-for-one is definitely not worth it, the head is the vital of vitals, one smash from the shield could shatter it like a watermelon.

The Ghost retracted his punching hand, both arms curled up, blocking the Holy Shield.

With a loud bang, the shield flashed with golden light again, and the sleeves of the Ghost’s arms shredded with a tearing sound, completely destroyed, even being shaken back.

Just one attack showed the power of the Holy Shield, moreover, Li Wenfeng’s shield, martial skills, and cultivation technique all came from King Arthur, complementing each other, huge power.

The situation turned around again, at least the audience thought so, the Ghost simply couldn’t break through Li Wenfeng’s shield.

Situ Yufeng and several people saw the power of the Holy Shield, also frowned, even considering if they were in place, how they could break this shield.

Li Wenfeng looked at the Ghost, already with eyes of superiority, at this moment, he was like armored King Arthur, invincible everywhere.

The Ghost felt the numb pain in his arms, yet his heart was peculiarly calm, he could clearly perceive the thoughts of the audience, ridicule, sympathy, disdain, and gloating, among others, with various voices filling his ears.

Among these chaotic messages, the noisy sounds kept coming, yet he felt, the mind was calmer, as if external things didn’t weigh on the body.

He thought of the state spoken by his master, the Xuanwu Meditation’s strange state seemed just like this.

The Ghost straightened slightly, hands naturally dropped, placed on the sides of his pants legs, eyes level, expression serene, eyes ancient and undisturbed, like a wise man thinking, also like standing on the street, calmly watching people come and go.

The previous bravery, explosion, and coldness disappeared in an instant, replaced by tranquility, the change in the Ghost left the audience a bit confused.

"Could he have been punched stupid?"

"Perhaps he has given up."

"That’s right, unarmed, how could he break through Li Wenfeng’s shield?"

The crowd discussed, more people didn’t favor the Ghost, feeling he had given up.

"What’s wrong with my brother?" Yun Xiaotian asked worriedly.

"Probably gained enlightenment," Lin Tian thought for a moment, finding a fitting word.

"What does enlightenment mean?" Xiao Manxuan also asked curiously.

The two were not Ancient Martial Artists, couldn’t understand, actually, many Ancient Martial Artists couldn’t understand either.

Lin Tian’s eyes had some sparkles, faintly said: "It’s the rage accumulated full, about to unleash a powerful move, right?"

Miss shook her head speechlessly, at this time, still able to joke, however, such an unreliable statement, she subconsciously believed.

"Playing tricks!" Li Wenfeng snorted disdainfully.

He gripped the shield, the momentum on his body rising step by step, the Holy Shield flashing dazzling golden light, among the golden light, the beast head seemed to come to life, opened sharp fangs, tearing everything in front.