Eunuch Maker

Ren Woxing froze slightly, but it was too late to change moves. With a muffled pop, Zuo Lengchan's finger had already struck the Tianchi Acupoint on his left chest. Ren Woxing instinctively activated the Star-Sucking Technique, and sure enough, the other man's inner strength surged through his Tianchi Acupoint like a breached riverbank.

Ren Woxing was a man of extraordinary talent. Though Song Qingshu's words had been cryptic, he understood Zuo Lengchan's intentions moments later. Zuo Lengchan wanted him to absorb his Ice True Qi; caught off guard, his entire body would inevitably freeze stiff, leaving him at the other man's mercy.

Having understood everything in that split second, Ren Woxing was both shocked and furious. How could he dare let the other man's true qi flood freely into his body? Yet having already invited the wolf into his house, if he did not use the Star-Sucking Technique to draw in the inner strength from the man's fingers, he would surely be severely injured by this strike.

Ren Woxing made his decision at once. Bracing himself for severe injury, he took the finger strike head-on. As blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, he kicked Zuo Lengchan in the lower abdomen. Zuo Lengchan cried out and toppled backward, immediately curling up on the ground and howling in agony.

Everyone present was horrified. Zuo Lengchan was the leader of the Five Great Sword Sects, a famously tough man in the martial world. Unless he had suffered unbearable pain, he would never have lost control so badly. Members of the Mount Song Sect had already rushed over to examine his injuries.

"Such vicious methods, sir. This humble monk is Xuan Du. Allow me to experience your skill!" An elderly monk with a ruddy complexion stepped forward angrily, lightly joining the index and middle