Lin Taichu was different. His close combat relied more on his understanding of the human body's meridians and acupoints, targeting his opponent's vulnerable areas.
Although his movements were not as fierce and forceful as Tang Hu's, every attack was precise and ruthless, forcing Tang Hu to deal with them carefully.
The two fought for dozens of exchanges, neither gaining any obvious advantage. Tang Hu gradually became impatient. He knew his endurance was inferior to Lin Taichu's, and if this continued, it would be unfavorable for him.
"Senior Brother Lin, take this!" Tang Hu shouted, suddenly retreating three steps to widen the distance. His hands rapidly formed seals as the inner force within him surged wildly, throwing the airflow around him into chaos.
Lin Taichu frowned. He could sense Tang Hu's inner force rapidly rising and knew he was about to use a powerful technique. He did not dare let his guard down and immediately circulated his internal cultivation, preparing to defend.
"This is the secret technique my master taught me—Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!" Tang Hu roared as he charged at Lin Taichu once more.
This time, he was more than twice as fast as before. His entire body seemed to carry the imposing aura of a ferocious tiger, while his fists howled through the air.
Lin Taichu's pupils contracted sharply as he hurriedly dodged to the right. But Tang Hu was simply too fast. He still failed to evade completely, and the fist grazed his shoulder.
Though it had only grazed him, Lin Taichu still felt a burst of intense pain. His shoulder went numb instantly, and even the circulation of his inner force became slightly disrupted.
What tremendous power! Lin Taichu was secretly alarmed. He knew this move was far more powerful than any of Tang Hu's previous