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Then, with a crushing momentum, he struck his palms towards the chest of the Rod Demon.

With Wang Longhu's strength, if both palms landed, the Rod Demon's entire chest would instantly cave in, his heart turned to pulp, and death would come in an instant.

No sooner said than done, the Rod Demon snapped his hands, and the middle section of the three-part Golden Rod suddenly broke open, revealing two dark purple spikes aimed directly at Wang Longhu's palms.

The Dark Force could vibrate open weapons, but injuries would still occur. Those spikes were clearly coated with poison, and even though Wang Longhu had cleared 80% of his body's meridians, once poisoned, the result would be the same as any ordinary person, unable to expel the poison completely.

Transforming his handy weapon in such a way quickly distinguished the difference between an assassin and a Martial Artist.

A Martial Artist believes in restraint, rarely killing easily.

But assassins are without scruples. To achieve their goals, they can break all rules and use the most despicable means.

Wang Longhu squinted his eyes, quickly retracted his hands, and changed his move to stomp on the Rod Demon's knee.

Not exerting full force with each move and changing tactics according to the situation is a reaction every Martial Artist should have.

Responding to moves with counter-moves is an essential principle in any Martial Arts style.

In Martial Arts exchanges, every move is a trap. If a novice goes all out with every attack, they will be thoroughly suppressed by experts.

Wang Longhu had been practicing Martial Arts for some time and had sparred with many experts, naturally understanding this.

Just as his foot left the ground, a barely detectable chill suddenly rested against Wang Longhu's neck.

This sudden sensation made Wang Longhu's hair stand on end, as stiff as steel needles, while his eyes filled with shock.

Killing intent! Almost solidified killing intent.

Although this killing intent was well concealed, Wang Longhu, with his elevated Spirit, sensed it immediately.

As expected, there were still hidden experts in this courtyard.

The timing of this person's action was precise. For a Martial Artist, the leg rarely leaves the ground.

The moment the leg is off the ground is when a Martial Artist is most vulnerable.

Wang Longhu naturally knew this, so he didn't lift his leg higher than his knee, maintaining maximum stability in his stance.

But this small flaw was still exploited by the hidden expert.

Swoosh!

A 70-centimeter-long arrow shot out from an unknown direction, instantly piercing through Wang Longhu's left shoulder, the arrowhead emerging from the other side, clearly a specialized version with blood grooves.

Blood quickly poured from the wound, and even though Wang Longhu tried to control the Dark Force to contain the rupture, it was in vain.

"Baka! What a waste, Arrow Demon, even when given a chance, you couldn't kill him with one arrow." Seeing Wang Longhu attacked, the Rod Demon couldn't help but curse.

Feeling the pain in his shoulder, beyond the violent ache of the pierced wound, a numbing sensation was spreading rapidly.

Clearly, this arrow was coated with something, possibly anesthetic, possibly poison.

Wang Longhu's heart sank. He had been vigilant about every hiding place around him for any assassin lurking, ready to react at once.

But who would have thought that the assassin's weapon would be a bow and arrow!

No matter how much Wang Longhu racked his brain, he couldn't anticipate such a move; it completely altered his understanding of the world.

With one Rod Demon and one Arrow Demon, plus two other seemingly powerful assassins watching like tigers eyeing prey, Wang Longhu was now on the brink of extreme danger.

With no options left, Wang Longhu saw the Rod Demon dodge his stepping attack, quickly advancing again. He swiftly swung a single-arm punch using the Baji Fist's attack stance, forcefully prying open the Rod Demon's middle gate.

The Baji Fist becomes stronger the closer the distance, while weapons are advantageous at mid to long distances. Without the three-part Golden Rod for defense, the Rod Demon immediately felt immense pressure. The pair of nunchaku derived from the Golden Rod couldn't unleash power, forcing the Rod Demon to retreat step by step.

Bang!

As Wang Longhu grabbed the Golden Rod being swept by the Rod Demon, with a fierce yank, the Golden Rod slipped from the Rod Demon's hand. Wang Longhu then reversed his grip, using the spike-laden Golden Rod to stab towards the Rod Demon's right eye.

Thud.

The spike effortlessly pierced through the Rod Demon's eyelid. Simultaneously, the hidden Arrow Demon seized another opportunity, launching a second covert arrow.

Enemies outnumbered him, and even if Wang Longhu fought to the death, risking his life, in the end, these Japan Island assassins could still reap the benefits like fishermen.

The dark arrow drew closer and closer to the back of Wang Longhu's head, but Wang Longhu grabbed the screaming Rod Demon, hoisting him up, and tossed him backward.

The arrow instantly pierced through the Rod Demon's throat, spraying a shower of blood.

"Over there!" Though appearing to focus on combating the Rod Demon, Wang Longhu's attention was genuinely on the hidden threat.

His Spirit, different from ordinary people, concentrated his senses, enabling him to detect traces of the concealed Arrow Demon despite their deep cover.

Tossing aside the Rod Demon's corpse, Wang Longhu leaped, spanning over six meters, and within a few paces, arrived beside an aged water jar.

Inside this jar sat a small man wielding a bow, without a doubt the assailant known as the Arrow Demon.

"Damn it!"

Seeing himself discovered, the man shouted in Japan Island language, raising his bow to draw and shoot.