"Heh, you no longer have the strength to fight me. Surrender obediently and spare yourself some physical suffering!" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Taichu indifferently, his tone icy.
"You think I'll really let myself be captured without a fight?" Lin Taichu sneered, then suddenly took a bottle from his clothes. He pulled out the stopper and tipped his head back to drink it.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp..." Lin Taichu downed several bottles of Healing Medicine in succession, then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed to meditate.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression turned cold as he said sharply, "Courting death!"
As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man kicked out.
A sharp, piercing sound of Break Void immediately rang through the air. This was a ferocious attack carrying a full forty thousand jin of force. If an ordinary martial artist took this blow, even if they did not die, they would be crippled.
Lin Taichu opened his eyes and jabbed out with one finger.
Bang! Their finger forces collided fiercely, erupting in a brilliant spray of sparks. The middle-aged man's body shook slightly before he hurriedly flew backward. His face instantly turned deathly pale, his chest heaving violently, showing that he was consumed by extreme fury.
"Pfft..." Suddenly, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of thick blood, soaking the ground.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest. There was a bloody hole as wide as a bowl there, blood gushing continuously from it and soaking his clothes.
"You actually used poison?" The middle-aged man coughed as he cursed in humiliation and fury.
The middle-aged man had never expected Lin Taichu to use poison. Since his cultivation was far above Lin Taichu's, he had completely overlooked that detail. As a result, Lin Taichu had seized the chance