Qi Taiguo left Yao Qingjun behind, he wanted his own life, while he only crippled Yao's leg, which was already merciful enough. After all, this duel agreed on ignoring disabilities.
Yao Qingjun's chain kicks, he had watched many times. To counter this move, he had practiced countless times under the unnoticed night, eventually distilled into a key tactic: Speed!
Many martial arts maneuvers are undefeated in speed.
Therefore, he had to be faster than Yao Qingjun's legs. He deliberately showed a weakness to lure him into the trap.
Qi Taiguo kept a stern look, let out a light snort, his lip line pressed into a straight line—swapping a human life for a political commissar, Jiang Conghe dared to such extents.
Does this reflect the corruption of some officials within, not rising through the ranks with strength but through plotting and darkness?
