Facing the fierce incoming attack, Luo Zheng knew that dodging would only lead to a passive position, and blocking would only result in defeat. With a gritted teeth, his sharp gaze flashed with a captivating red, he swiftly drew out his military knife, instead of retreating, he advanced, fiercely stabbing towards the opponent's heart, an all-out, risky maneuver. He understood that there was no chance of winning against such a master, but even if he were to die, he wanted to take a piece of flesh from the opponent to create an opportunity for his brothers.
The opponent didn't expect Luo Zheng to fight so desperately, and their movements showed no hesitation, knowing that in life-and-death situations, hesitation and reluctance would only deform one's actions, leading to a quicker death. Both hands swiftly reached out, one towards Luo Zheng's knife-wielding wrist to stop his attack, the other directly going for Luo Zheng's throat.
