Now that Xu Tao had taken a Condensed True Qi Pill, his reserves were far greater than what the fake one had. He took advantage of this situation, not letting up on his attacks, piling up one small injury after another.
"But this wouldn't be enough…" he thought, feeling threatened.
At the pace he was going, he would definitely be the first to fall from his damaged meridians—long before the fake one could die of a thousand cuts!
"I need to use a technique to seal the deal, but he's not giving me a moment to do so either!"
The fake understood Xu Tao's state as well. Sooner rather than later, Xu Tao would succumb to the reckless use of the Qi Pill. As such, the fake was trying to buy as much time as possible, pouring everything into his defenses.
"Hah! Is this the best you can do?!"
Realizing how Xu Tao's attacks were losing about one percent of their strength with each hit, the fake started taunting him again. "At this rate, dying is your only choice!"
"Shut… UP!"
