Saint Lord Taichu was not merely teaching his opponent how to do things. He was also telling him what was right and what was wrong. With a personality like his, he was carefree to the extreme. After calming down, his opponent quickly lunged toward Saint Lord Taichu.
But Saint Lord Taichu did not take him seriously at all. In Saint Lord Taichu's eyes, he was nothing more than a clown jumping about on a stage.
Saint Lord Taichu said furiously, "I'm teaching you how to fight. What did you think I was doing? Did you think I was playing around? You're truly stupid beyond belief. Someone like you—dying ten thousand times still wouldn't be the slightest bit regrettable."
"I already told you: use technique, use technique! Yet you're still tangling with me using nothing but so-called brute force. If that bit of brute force of yours could beat me, then what would I have been doing all these years!"
Saint Lord Taichu twisted his opponent's arm until it broke, then slammed him heavily to the ground. Before long, he swiftly grabbed him by the neck again and squeezed his Adam's apple outward. Saint Lord Taichu smiled. "There is a road to Heaven, yet you refuse to take it. Hell has no gate, yet you insist on forcing your way in."
"You brought this upon yourself. It has nothing to do with me. I already warned you. I already told you that I am not someone to be trifled with!"
"But in the end, you still didn't take my words to heart. You thought what I said was funny. You thought this was all just a game, right?"
Saint Lord Taichu continued, "What's wrong? Did my words strike deep into your wounds? Is that why you've suddenly fallen silent? Good. That's