Wu Hao's injury gave everyone a much clearer understanding of Luo Hou's strength.
"Is this the power of a Dou Ling? He drove Wu Hao back with just one strike." A trace of wariness rose in Xiao Yan's eyes as well.
Hu Jia's punches grew fiercer. Taking advantage of the opening Luo Hou left behind him when he attacked Wu Hao, she hammered her fist down at his back.
Just then, Luo Hou, who had his back to Hu Jia, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He thrust his staff beneath his own armpit, driving it straight into Hu Jia's fist.
"You can even do that?"
Shoulder Guard cried out in surprise, eyes widening, seemingly unable to believe that Luo Hou had blocked the blow so effortlessly.
"Watch out!"
At that moment, a golden whip appeared in Xiao Xun'er's hand. It wrapped around Hu Jia's waist and pulled her back.
Luo Hou still had his staff tucked beneath his armpit, but he spun around. If Xun'er had not pulled Hu Jia away, the staff would have smashed straight into her waist. Had that strike landed, Hu Jia would probably have lost the ability to fight on the spot.
"Such extensive combat experience."
A grave look flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes. Finding a response like that amid their combined assault was not merely a matter of strength. Luo Hou's formidable combat experience was what allowed him to make the right choice at such a moment.
"I heard they spend their time fighting in the Arena?"
This deepened Xiao Yan's interest in the Inner Academy's so-called Arena. His hands did not slow, however. His massive Xuan Heavy Ruler blocked Luo Hou's spinning staff, and a powerful shock wave erupted where their weapons met.
Even with the Xuan Heavy