A faint fragrance drifted through the air, seeming to possess a deadly allure that made one reluctant to leave it behind.
Yet Cheng Xiao did not lose focus because of it. Instead, alarm bells rang in his heart. He abruptly turned around and saw Dugu Yan standing a short distance behind him with a smile.
There was still some distance between them, but Dugu Yan suddenly raised her leg and launched a side kick.
Cheng Xiao was rather surprised. From this distance, could she even reach him... Holy shit?! Her legs are that long?
Bang!
Cheng Xiao had not expected the legs beneath her skirt to be so long. He had thought she could not reach him, but when her taut calf swept toward the side of his ear, he realized his estimate had been wrong. He hurriedly raised his arm to block Dugu Yan's kick.
Tai Chi circulated as Soul Power flowed through his meridians and into his hand. After a soft current of Soul Power clung to Dugu Yan's ankle, Cheng Xiao abruptly retreated.
Whoosh—
Cheng Xiao pulled back quickly, yet the force in his hand remained attached to Dugu Yan's ankle like an invisible chain, tightly wrapped around her leg.
Ever since his previous enlightenment into the principles of Tai Chi, Cheng Xiao no longer needed to adhere rigidly to specific moves. Every palm strike and every punch could move according to his will, shifting freely between hardness and softness. Under his control, even his Soul Power had taken on the distinction of yin and yang.
Soft Force was viscous. Anyone caught by his Soul Power could be pulled close to him at any time, and he could also effortlessly dissipate their strength. Hard force was fierce and domineering, capable of directly tearing apart even Soul Power