Discerning eyes could tell that Ren Qianzhong was already at a disadvantage, and Hong Zhen Ting was understandably worried.
Ren Qianzhong was his last resort. Should Ren Qianzhong lose and be killed, he too would be in imminent danger, for Su Chengyu would surely kill him.
Ren Qianzhong, once again forced back by Su Chengyu, shouted, "Fetch my weapon!"
From the stands, Wu Qinghao forcefully threw down Ren Qianzhong's box. Ren Qianzhong leaped up, caught the box, opened it and took out his weapons, a pair of hook-headed crutches.
Crutches are among the eighteen types of weapons, but they are rather unpopular and seldom used.
The front of Ren Qianzhong's crutches took the shape of a hook, similar to a sickle, with the bottom resembling a short crutch. Used in combination, they were rather ingenious.
Su Chengyu did not draw the Dragon Slayer sword, but instead drew a dagger.
"Su Chengyu, it has been a long time since I had a serious fight with anyone."