"The human body has nine orifices, one for each method; I have shattered one, yet still, I can contend with the heavens..." The old man's presence swiftly recovered, and his voice became full of breath and very powerful.
Only when the power of the third orifice was unleashed could he completely suppress the opponent, while the power of two orifices could only manage a stalemate.
Chen Hao was ready to risk his life to unleash the power of the third orifice, but hearing the old man's muttering, he said subconsciously, "Nonsense, the human body clearly has only seven orifices!"
"You claim seven orifices; I declare nine, you have your cleverness, and I have my mysteries." The old man replied but slightly shook his head.
"Can we speak plainly?" Chen Hao saw that the old man seemed completely different from before, as if he had transformed into another person. Although the aura on his body remained extremely formidable, it no longer carried that initial bloodthirsty frenzy.
