Li Zheng watched the black gleam at the tip of the spear, getting closer to his chest. Almost instinctively, he held the staff with both hands, blocking it horizontally, then retreated two steps to the side following the force of the block.
"Opportunity!"
A gleam flashed in Li Zheng's eyes. He rotated his wrist and held the staff with one hand. Instantly, the staff transformed into a single-handed longsword.
With a burst of strength from his feet, Li Zheng directly advanced into the effective lethal range of the spear. His waist and back muscles twisted violently, channeling strength to his shoulders and then infusing it into the longsword through his arm muscles.
Poof!
A flash of fire, and the sharp sword pierced through the face of the Burrow Guard, the tip emerging from the back of its head.
This thrust was extremely swift, and the fire seemed to form a single line, flickering briefly, pouring entirely into the Burrow Guard's brain.
Bang!
