The two bodyguards came at Shen Hao like hungry wolves.Their ninth-layer Qi pressed down hard. The first one swung his heavy sword again, aiming for Shen Hao’s neck. The second came from the side with a spear, trying to pin him in place.Shen Hao’s palms still burned from the red Naga fight. Every move sent sharp pain up his arms. He could not clap again. The Master’s warning rang clear in his head.He ducked the sword and twisted away from the spear. His body moved faster than it should have. The Soul-tier hardness in his bones let him take a glancing hit on the shoulder without breaking.But pure speed was not enough.The first bodyguard recovered quick and kicked him in the chest. Shen Hao flew back three steps and spat blood. The second bodyguard followed and slammed a fist into his ribs. Something cracked.Across the clearing, Young Master Zhao laughed.“That’s it! Break the trash! Make him regret standing up!”Ma Jiande was locked in a hard fight with three of Zhao’s men. Cai B