Watching Xiao Chen's injuries heal in the blink of an eye, Xiang Mo's face darkened even more. According to Xiao Chen's strategy of trading blow for blow, he knew his own body wouldn't hold out for long. Moreover, Xiao Chen seemed to be well-equipped with healing medicines, suggesting he planned to prolong the fight.
In hundreds of years, he hadn't encountered such a stifling battle. As the Grand Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, he rarely didn't behead his enemy swiftly. But now he was being pushed back by an obscure tribal chieftain. Had he stayed too long in the Treasure Elephant Tribe and failed to keep up with the changing times?
