"Then how did you get so injured?" Te Jofy looked at Dicerdo and shouted with a high-pitch, "Qian Jin, did you do this to him with only one hit?"
Qian Jin could feel that the bandits around him looked at him with fear instead of surprise.
"Dicerdo is a famous bandit, but Qian Jin is able to do this to him with only one hit? Looks like Qian Mad-Dog is just like the rumor stated, vicious and fierce." They thought.
"One hit..." Te Jofy zapped his lips. "I'm the smarter one, Dicerdo. You may not remember me, but I took a strike from you and lied on the bed for a month. I know how powerful your Fake Soul is. I probably can't even deal this level of damage to you with only one strike."
"I remember you." Dicerdo shook his head. "I only used my Fake Soul when I hit you. I didn't use other support magic to increase my speed, thrust, and defense."
