Although Zhao Qiu's Life Shackles had successfully outperformed Duan Fei's Eight Gates Technique.
From another perspective, Duan Fei had only learned the Eight Gates Technique that day, yet he could already use it to hold his own against Zhao Qiu.
In that regard, the power of the Eight Gates Technique had still exceeded their expectations.
"Boss, this Eight Gates Technique is fucking awesome. Works great, love it!" Duan Fei said excitedly.
He could feel its power better than anyone.
In the past, he had fought using basic Taijutsu and his Immortal Body, launching "suicidal" attacks. As long as he could get his opponent's blood, he could turn the tables through a curse ritual.
His fighting style was basically nothing but shameless cheese, with no real skill involved. Many of those killed by his curses had died bitter and unreconciled.
Duan Fei rarely defeated his opponents fair and square through anything other than his curse ritual.
But now that he had mastered the Eight Gates Technique and tested it in a fight with Zhao Qiu, he had plenty of confidence.
"As long as it works. You've got a knack for it, and you picked it up quickly. But the fourth gate is only the beginning for you. If you really want to fight other powerful opponents with the Eight Gates Technique, you'll need to open at least the fifth gate," Zhou Fan said.
The fourth gate only let him trade blows with fourth-tier Espers. To overpower or even defeat fifth-tier Espers, he would need to open at least five gates.
"Don't worry, Boss. I'll definitely train hard!" Duan Fei promised, thumping his chest.
He had already tasted the benefits of the Eight Gates Technique, so of course he wanted to learn more.
"Little Ball, do you want to learn it too?"