Tiger Head's iron staffs whistled through the air. With a single thrust, he stabbed Jiang Xiaohu in the thigh.
Jiang Xiaohu swept his blade sideways. Tiger Head blocked the edge with his other iron staff and retreated.
Tiger Head sneered. "Tiger Highness, there can only be one tiger in these mountains."
Jiang Xiaohu glanced at his wounded thigh. "A tiger that Hun Tiangang and Ming Earthly Fiend walk around like a dog?"
Tiger Head's eyes flew wide with rage. "All you can do is flap your mouth. Take this!"
Lu Chengwen stood to the side, clenching his fists as he cheered. "Go! Go! Come on, big brother! Hack him to death! Cut off his ass!"
Zhao Ritian cheered too. "Go! Good, good, good! That blade's nice! Push forward! Kill him! Fucking chop him!"
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes and watched carefully.
Both men possessed exceptionally high martial prowess.
Long Aotian silently considered it.
Jiang Xiaohu's strength had actually improved significantly compared to before.
It seemed that becoming Medicine Elder's disciple had indeed benefited him greatly.
But Tiger Head's strength was likely something only Old Man Wu, Martial Uncle, and the others could suppress with ease. Ordinary people could not even touch him.
His two iron staffs were also exceedingly intricate, one for attack and one for defense. He shifted between offense and defense naturally and smoothly.
This strange staff technique did not primarily injure enemies through sweeping, smashing, chopping, or breaking. Its main methods were instead single-point attacks such as tapping, thrusting, lifting, and sealing...
Combined with his unique true qi, injuring one point could harm an entire area.
An injury that looked like a single point on the outside might conceal extensive internal damage within.
Impressive!
Tiger Head was rather pleased with himself. "I heard that you studied under