Strategy

Wang Hanshan made his third move.

This time, he was more than twice as fast as before!

He lunged forward like a cannonball, shooting straight at Xu Wuyi. His fists crossed before him, transforming into dozens of fist shadows.

Each fist shadow carried the crushing weight of a collapsing mountain. The wind from his punches swept up every fallen leaf and speck of dust from the ground, forming a murky tornado.

Xu Wuyi's gaze turned grave.

He could tell that Wang Hanshan had used his real skill in this strike. It was not a killing move, but it was absolutely a serious attack.

He could not take it head-on.

Xu Wuyi fully unleashed Quicksand Step, his body drifting backward.

At the same time, his hands traced circles before him as he performed Seal and Close, a force-dispersing technique from the Basic Body Tempering Method.

The fist shadows rained down like droplets.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

A barrage of collisions exploded across the clearing, every impact like a heavy hammer striking a drum.

Xu Wuyi's arms swept through the air, blocking some fist shadows, deflecting others, and guiding the rest away.

His movements were incomparably precise. Each time, he met the punches at their weakest point, dissolving the greatest impact for the smallest cost.

Yet even so, he was still retreating.

One step, two steps, three steps...

With every step back, a deep footprint was left in the ground.

Wang Hanshan's fists were too heavy—so heavy that even after most of their force had been diverted through skillful techniques, the remaining power was still difficult for him to bear.

More importantly, Wang Hanshan's fists were not merely heavy. They were fast.

The dozens of fist shadows had nearly sealed off every avenue of evasion. Xu Wuyi could only withstand them