C1825 The Black Spurs of Legend

From his voice, Tieh Tu could tell that he was a middle-aged man.

With the development of life and medicine, he would be at least forty years old now.

The middle-aged man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible magnetism. "Get up and fight again."

Tieh Tu couldn't fight anymore, he really couldn't.

His head was currently swollen like a Pig Head