If we were to compare the current battle to a real-life PvP game, then Officer Li's gaming experience would be...

No experience whatsoever.

Officer Li's stats are decent, and he also has the ability to deal damage and control with his lightning blade.

However, Zhang San possesses a kind of numerical beauty, an overly pure numerical value that completely ignores Officer Li's abilities.

If this really is some kind of game, he'd probably start cursing at the family of the game's creators.

Look at this! What kind of matchmaking system is this? Zhang San's fighting strength is something he can handle?

Unfortunately, that opportunity doesn't exist now.

"Zhang San" was faster than him, and now he was dodging and trying to avoid being caught in close combat while using lightning to disrupt him – that was his limit.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

He was panting heavily, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his left hand was still trembling.

The two fought from one end of the street to the other, and he even took two punches in the process.

"This guy, he's actually human! What kind of monster is this, disguised in human skin?!"

During one of the two attacks, he raised his left hand to defend.

He thought he could block it by simply stepping back to deflect the force, but he was wrong. Now he felt like the bones in his left hand were about to break.

As for the results of this period of maneuvering?

Zhang San had some blackened marks on his body. The knife that hit the target directly only left a cut on his left hand that looked like a superficial wound, without bleeding.

"So, Officer Li, are you still going to continue?"

"Zhang San, don't be so arrogant. I don't believe you're really invincible."

"Arrogance requires strength, and I happen to have it."

The tall figure disappeared, and then the light in front of him was completely blocked. This was not the first time that Constable Li had experienced Zhang San's absolute power, but he still couldn't adapt to it.

At that moment, the only thing he could do was raise the knife in his hand to block it.

"Clang... Clang..."

The fist slammed into the blade, producing a sound like striking iron. The force of the punch sent Officer Li flying, crashing into a wall not far away, where a crack appeared.

"Ugh..."

Once again, his feet touched solid ground, and he felt as if every bone in his body was screaming in agony; his body was probably about to give out.

With multiple fractures, internal bleeding, muscle lacerations, and a concussion, if he didn't have the cultivation of the Dao of the Blade, his subordinates would probably have already been sent away.

Looking at the opponent approaching step by step, even with such a seemingly flawed posture, there was a terrifying sense of oppression.

Or rather, it was precisely because of Zhang San's current attitude of completely disregarding him that his pressure skyrocketed.

Such a voice even arose in my mind.

"Give up, Officer Li. There's no need for you to face an opponent you can't defeat."

He agrees with that statement, but he can't do it.

There was a premonition that as soon as he dared to turn his back on Zhang San, his death was imminent.

I desperately want to escape, but I can't.

"Damn it, does this mean today is my death day, and this is where I will be buried?"

How could this be? I can't accept this outcome, I don't agree with it. My life shouldn't end like this.

Perhaps they had reached their most desperate moment, with no way out but to either give up the fight completely or fight a desperate battle.

Officer Li chose the latter.

He gripped the knife tightly, blue arcs of electricity crackling across its surface. In this moment, he was pushing his power to its absolute limit.

"I absolutely cannot fall here. I must live. I cannot lose!"

Wielding a long sword, sparks flew as he charged forward, bringing him right up to "Zhang San".

I have never breathed so freely, and I have never moved so smoothly.