"I'll give you a pointer or two!"
Miao Black Wolf snorted coldly, drew the short blade from the small of his back, and turned into a black shadow, like a lone wolf springing into the air.
Black Wolf battled the zombie, the two trading blows back and forth in a lively fight.
Miao Black Wolf was a congenital martial artist, two realms above Luo Daihe, who stood at the peak of Acupoint Opening, half a step from Great Perfection. Yet he still had not taken him down, showing just how grievous his injuries were.
Of course, Luo Daihe had also concealed his strength earlier. Once the fight began, he revealed Foundation Establishment Realm power. More than half of the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints across his body had been opened, and Gang Qi occasionally flashed around him before vanishing, blocking the lone wolf's fangs.
"No wonder the Second Boss dared rebel. The Second Boss really does have some hard skills. His zombie art is unfathomable, and he has Gang Qi protecting his body. Though the Chief may possess boundless methods, he has the will but not the strength right now. A few more exchanges, and his wounded body will surely be exhausted," Xiang Yuan chattered away.
At his words, Luo Daihe's strength surged.
"I don't see it that way. The Chief has endured in silence and is ruthless—he clearly made plans long ago. Luo Daihe has fallen into a trap. Today will surely be the day he dies," Xiao He jabbered.
Hearing that, Luo Daihe's momentum deflated somewhat.
After three or five moves, Luo Daihe broke away and retreated. Glowering at the two commentators behind the pillar, he snapped, "Attack together! Kill all of Miao Black Wolf's people, especially those two. Cut out their tongues!"
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