Douro Continent

Chapter 65 Evil-Eyed White Tiger Dai Mubai (Part 4)

Hearing "I will always protect you," Xiao Wu's indignant expression softened. She glanced at Tang San and said, "Then be careful." (Due to caching issues, please access the website directly through your browser for the fastest chapter updates.)

"No need to argue. I said, you two just come at me together," Dai Shao said impatiently.

Tang San stepped forward calmly and said, "Please enlighten me."

A wicked glint flashed in Dai Shao's eyes. He suddenly raised his right fist and lunged forward, aiming straight for Tang San's chest. His movements were simple, without any fancy flourishes, but Tang San's expression changed. The momentum of his opponent's punch had instantly reached its peak due to the combined power and speed. How could one achieve this without extensive combat experience?

At this moment, Tang San absolutely could not retreat. If he did, his opponent's momentum would surge, only increasing the power of the punch. Therefore, instead of retreating, he charged forward. His right foot instantly took a step forward, a full three meters, directly closing the distance between him and his opponent. Tang San's goal was simple: to disrupt his opponent's attack rhythm.

As Tang San threw out his right fist, his hand instantly turned a lustrous milky white.

With a muffled thud, Dai Shaoqian's charge came to an abrupt halt, while Tang San uncontrollably stumbled back four or five steps before regaining his footing.

A hint of surprise flashed in Dai Shao's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected that this boy, who looked a few years younger than him, could catch his punch.

What surprised Dai Shao the most was Tang San's fist. Although he clearly had the upper hand in terms of attack power, his right hand was in excruciating pain. Tang San's fist seemed to be as hard as if it were cast from bronze and iron.

Tang San was naturally surprised. You see, his fist not only contained the internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong, but his strength was also far beyond his years. His years of working as a blacksmith had made him far stronger than ordinary people. In addition, with the characteristics of the Xuan Yu Hand, even with these three advantages combined, he still lost.

The opponent's strength was powerful, but not in a violent way; rather, it was concentrated. All the power seemed to be condensed into the size of a fist, and the shockwave that erupted instantly caused Tang San's blood and qi to surge.

"Fine. If you can take one of my punches, you're qualified to be my opponent." Dai Shao shouted coldly, his figure flashing again. This time, his attack was not so simple. He leaped up from the ground and instantly arrived above Tang San. His limbs stretched out strangely, and his whole body seemed to be full of openings, but his limbs were moving slightly, as if he had endless follow-up moves.

Tang San's expression had become extremely solemn. He slightly bent his knees, turned his toes inward at the same time, and exerted force in his calves. His left arm circled inward from the outside, and his right arm pushed outward from the inside, assuming a very peculiar posture.

Dai Shao's strike can be said to be his signature move. No matter how the opponent blocks or attacks, he has a variety of ways to deal with it. His seemingly flawed movements contain profound attack methods, and all four limbs can become weapons.

But just as he was about to launch his attack, suddenly, an invisible force came from below. The force seemed to be very viscous and did not have a strong impact, but it was very resilient. Dai Shao was in the air and had nowhere to use it. He felt that his body was actually pulled off course by the force and fell to the side. All his attacks naturally lost their target.

What kind of power is this? A sense of astonishment flashed through Dai Shao's mind. But with his extensive combat experience, he twisted his waist in mid-air, spun around horizontally, and landed steadily on the ground.

At that very moment, Tang San launched his attack. He chose the perfect timing, precisely the instant Dai Shao's feet touched the ground, the moment when it was least likely for him to exert force.

With a series of seemingly three light, shuffling steps, Tang San arrived beside Dai Shao, simultaneously striking out with both palms and hooking them towards Dai Shao's shoulders.

A wicked glint flashed in Dai Shao's eyes, and all four pupils seemed to light up simultaneously. He exhaled loudly, shrugged his shoulders, and retreated, his fists striking upwards simultaneously, aiming for Tang San's armpits. The fierce force of his punches produced a series of explosive sounds in the air, demonstrating the immense power contained within them.

As he threw out both fists, Dai Shao's right leg instantly sprang up, kicking directly at Tang San's chin at such close range, demonstrating his incredible flexibility. Whether it was his fists or his right leg, if either attack landed, given his superior attack power compared to Tang San's, it would immediately render Tang San incapacitated.

But will Tang San grant him his wish? Don't forget, this is Tang San's main attack.

Tang San's hand, which was pressing against Dai Shao's shoulders, lost its target as the opponent's shoulders retracted. However, Tang San's hand did not retract but instead swept downwards at the same time. With a sweep and a pull, the flexibility potential that Dai Shao had felt earlier reappeared. His two upper arms were immediately pulled to the sides, and his punches also passed by Tang San's arms, failing to hit the target.

As he swept his hands out, Tang San instantly stepped forward with his left foot, turned his body to the side, and his shoulder headed straight for Dai Shao's chest. This sidestep also allowed him to avoid Dai Shao's kick at the right moment. Everything seemed to have been calculated.

At this moment, Dai Shao had one foot on the ground and no room to dodge. His attack was also blocked by the opponent's hands, and he was immediately at a disadvantage.

With a muffled thud, Tang San's shoulder slammed into Dai Shao's chest. Amid the gasps of the twin girls watching, Dai Shao's body flew backward instantly, his upper body arching back as he performed a backflip, flying a full five meters before landing.

Tang San did not pursue, but quietly watched Dai Shao land on the ground. From the contact between his chest and the other's chest, he knew that he had not gained much advantage.

(End of this chapter)

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