"You really do have quite a few strange and unusual tricks, kid!" Hu Moxie smiled faintly as Hu Haoran's figure blurred and a rain of blue-silver lightning swords erupted around him. "But don't think this is enough to deal with me. If you really think so, then you're underestimating me too much."
Blue lightning flashed across Hu Moxie's body. His body shook, instantly dispersing Hu Haoran's Third Soul Skill. An ordinary Soul Sage facing this attack from Hu Haoran would probably have needed quite some time to deal with it. They certainly would not have resolved it as calmly as he had.
Then, Hu Moxie revealed a sinister smile. He reached forward with his right hand and dashed ahead, grabbing Hu Haoran's left hand in one swift motion. Without another word, Hu Moxie's left fist came smashing down.
"Damn it!" The instant Hu Haoran felt himself being grabbed, he knew something was wrong. Sure enough, before even a breath had passed, he saw Hu Moxie's attack nearly strike his face. It was an extremely swift assault. Hu Moxie could find every instant Hu Haoran made a mistake, seize that fleeting opening, and unleash a vicious blow.
Hu Moxie's attack was so fast that Hu Haoran had no time to react. Hu Haoran's face took the punch head-on. The blow sent blood gushing from his nose and knocked him flying once more.
"Holy shit... is that really his biological younger brother? Why is he hitting him so hard?" Elder Zhong stared blankly at Hu Moxie's attack. "He punched him hard enough to make his nose bleed like crazy. I thought Hu Moxie would just test him casually. Looks like this guy is serious!"
"Isn't that better?" Elder Feng rolled his eyes. "Only if he gets serious can we see just how