The cloaked man attacked at high speed, throwing punch after punch without pause.
Every attack landed on Chen Mo's arms. Not only did they force him back again and again, the force also passed through the Golden Armguard and struck his body.
Although the Golden Armguard's defense was quite good, Chen Mo's own strength was somewhat lacking compared to the cloaked man's current power.
Thus, given Chen Mo's strength, he could only bring out twenty to thirty percent of the Golden Armguard's capabilities.
Furthermore, the Golden Armguard had only undergone the initial stage of Sacrifice and Refine. He could not control it freely yet, which was also one reason its power was limited.
Chen Mo deeply regretted it now. If he had known this would happen, he should have Sacrificed and Refined the Golden Armguard more thoroughly. Things might have turned out better.
With a Pfft!, Chen Mo spat out another mouthful of blood. He was in a miserable state. The medicine he had taken had not even had time to take effect, nor had it been absorbed by his body, before he had been beaten into this condition. He could only speed up the circulation of True Essence through his Meridians.
Only then could the medicine he had just swallowed reach his injured areas, heal his wounds, restore his body, and replenish his stamina.
Naturally, the cloaked man saw Chen Mo take the medicine. Moreover, it closely resembled the Pills used by Martial Artists, so he naturally knew what Chen Mo had taken.
Therefore, the cloaked man's attacks did not stop. His intention was to prevent Chen Mo from saving himself—or rather, even if Chen Mo had taken the medicine, it would be nothing more than a drop in the bucket.
Attack after attack came with increasing force rather