Fang Huo gave a confident smile. "Brother Zhou, I figured it out when you asked. You haven't fought with this type of near-death old monster before, have you?"
Qin Huai's interest was piqued. "Why do you say that?"
"These old creatures indeed have a wealth of combat experience and a variety of tricks," Fang Huo explained. "But their most fatal flaw is the well-known decline in vitality. As long as I can seriously hurt them, I don't need to kill them... Their strength would diminish quickly as their vital energy drains away. Their aura, bone patterns, and even their guardian spirits are all dependent on this energy."
Fang Huo added, "We young fighters often exploit this weakness. Some elderly guys who are nearing the five full patterns or visceral prefecture realm are really envious of us... even though they're not as desperate as the folks from the bronze realm."