Seeing that his hiding place had been exposed to the opponent's view, and there was no point in hiding further, Bedivere directly walked out from the last earth spike and looked up at the ominous iron ball in the sky above Xia Yu's head, feeling its threat towards him.
"It seems I can only go for a frontal assault!" Bedivere stepped on the ground, circling Xia Yu continuously and occasionally swinging his longsword to send a blast of sword qi at her, testing the weak points in her defense.
Facing such attacks, Xia Yu simply waved her hand, releasing a large flow of iron to form an iron wall around her body to block the sword qi's attacks, while continuing her efforts to condense the iron ball.
However, this also obstructed her line of sight. Bedivere was pleased and immediately accumulated sword qi within his body, moving rapidly while chanting words: "Fire High-tier Magic. Dragon Breath Technique!"
