Though it was already night, the bright moon hung high overhead.
Moonlight flowed like silk, illuminating the platform.
The three brothers using Twelve Shape Fists slowly circled Lin Yuan in different stances, seemingly searching for the best opportunity to attack.
Lin Yuan stood quietly in the center of the three, responding to change with unchanging calm.
Suddenly, Lin Yuan felt a chill at the back of his neck!
The man using Dragon Fist had formed his right hand into a claw and was reaching to seize the back of Lin Yuan's neck.
The three were brothers born of the same mother. They had eaten, slept, and practiced martial arts together since childhood, and their coordination was already flawless.
When one attacked, the other two launched their attacks almost simultaneously.
The man using Tiger Fist threw both fists like cannonballs, striking straight at Lin Yuan's chest.
The man using Monkey Fist bent forward with his back hunched, attacking Lin Yuan's lower body.
Thus, their attacks covered front and back, left and right, above, middle, and below. Their offensive could hardly have been tighter.
Yet Lin Yuan remained perfectly composed. What Tai Chi feared least was fighting several opponents alone.
Lin Yuan shifted slightly to the side. First, he hooked the arm of the man using Monkey Fist with his right foot. Then, he grabbed the other two men's hands with his own, pulling them toward the center along with the force they had exerted.
The men using Dragon Fist and Tiger Fist were about to collide, so they each struck out with one palm, bracing against each other.
Then they immediately changed their moves, almost simultaneously raising their legs to kick Lin Yuan in the abdomen.
"Damn it!"
Wu Zhongze shouted from below the platform.
Seeing that their kicks were about