Pan Long was sent flying even farther than before, but he was barely hurt.
His body was sturdy enough, and powerful True Qi protected it. Truly injuring him would not be easy.
At least, that last blow had not been enough.
Still, the impact had shaken his bones and sinews. He lay on the ground, gulping down air, unable to get up for the moment.
The ground shook violently, as though in an earthquake, but the tremors gradually receded.
After kicking him away, the One-Eyed Giant had not followed up with another blow. It had headed toward Dingfeng Town again.
"Damn it!"
Pan Long cursed and held out a hand. A bright red jade bottle appeared in it.
The Blood-Boiling Pill. After swallowing one, a person would feel as though all the blood in their body had begun to boil. Agonizing pain came with a surge in strength and speed. But that pain also made people instinctively ignore their injuries and physical limits, so those who took the pill often exhausted their lives without realizing it, fighting until they died.
He did not think he was truly much weaker than the One-Eyed Giant. The real reason he could not hold it off was its outrageously huge frame.
The One-Eyed Giant was astonishingly strong and fast. Its combat experience and technique were nothing special, yet facing it left Pan Long feeling like a mouse trying to pull a tortoise: there was nowhere to get a grip.
He needed more strength and speed so he could make full use of his advantages in martial skill and combat experience.
The Blood-Boiling Pill was perfect for that.
As for its side effects, they were hardly worth mentioning to him.
Not only did he have plenty of healing Elixirs, he was a man who could