Stab the eyes, gouge the eyeballs, kick the groin and burst the eggs.
Duncan's fierce attack was executed in one seamless motion. With a reverse hand thrust, a dagger pierced the vital spot. At the same time, he kicked his legs back using a simple grass-flying qinggong, narrowly avoiding the dying counterattack of the hunched monster.
Had it been an ordinary person, they likely would have perished together, but the palm strike of that hunched monster was a hair's breadth from Duncan's scalp, shattering a few strands of long hair.
Roar!
