As Zhou Fan spoke, Bai Zhi took careful notes. She even glanced at Fan, her fingers trembling slightly, as if trying to figure out the fastest way to strike those three acupoints.
"What if they don't practice Hard Qi Gong? Are these three points still effective?" Bai Zhi asked quietly. She knew that when it came to assassination, you'd be hard-pressed to find anyone in the world more professional than Zhou Fan. So now that he was willing to teach, she was determined to commit every word to memory.
"They're effective, just not as dramatically. But if you have enough power and speed, anyone hit in these three acupoints will be crippled, if not killed. If that's not enough, you can finish them off with a solid blow to the Baihui Acupoint," Zhou Fan nodded. He then raised his hand and gently touched the Baihui Acupoint on Bai Zhi's head.
