However, this approach could hardly have been more foolish. Not only did it fail to force Jiang Hao out of stealth, it constantly exposed their openings and gave him opportunities to exploit.
The chief was no different. His third brother's death had completely thrown his state of mind into disarray. Eager for revenge, he no longer intended to keep unleashing major attacks. He watched every direction and listened for the slightest sound, his dagger attacks growing swifter and more vicious. Wherever the slightest disturbance appeared, he rushed over and hacked away.
Soon, their shameless fighting style did indeed leave Jiang Hao rather hard-pressed. The second chief's lapdog-like, sticking-plaster tactics were particularly irritating. After carelessly taking a hit from the chief, he decided to break the deadlock!
His way of breaking it was not to flee, but to kill!
He could not cast his ultimate skill, Meteoric Firestorm, again. Traveling on his own two legs without Big Hen would be sheer torture.
Seeing the second chief appear less than three meters from his hiding spot, Jiang Hao silently moved behind him and gave him a contemptuous smile. Suddenly raising his hand, he tossed out an Explosive Ant.
Hearing the movement, the second chief immediately turned and swung his palm, the force of his strike splitting the Explosive Ant in two. A second later, however, he regretted it.
The Explosive Ant's splattered venom landed on his arm. At first, he thought nothing would come of it, but three seconds later, he began scratching his arm incessantly. Rather than stopping, the itch spread to other places-his neck, face, chest, and more. The more he scratched, the more it itched!
He could no longer even spare a thought for the fact that he was still in battle.
Jiang Hao's eyes suddenly brightened, seeming to