Just as Tang Xiao landed and steadied himself, Xuan Xiao burst into action, diving down in a fierce attack. He moved so fast he left an afterimage behind, and Tang Xiao had not even clearly seen him.
"Smack!"
A hook slammed straight into Tang Xiao's face, knocking his head to one side. Before he could react, another straight punch drove into his abdomen.
Next came a hand-chop from the right to his neck, followed by a clenched left fist. A straight punch struck Tang Xiao's left chest, the force making him grunt as he nearly dropped to his knees.
Tang Xiao was utterly dazed. When had he ever seen anyone fight like this?
Shouldn't Soul Masters fight by trading Martial Soul techniques?
This kid was practically a street brawling thug, targeting vital points with every move and showing absolutely no martial ethics. Tang Xiao's mind was in complete chaos.
Yet Xuan Xiao's assault did not stop. His right hand chopped at Tang Xiao's neck again, his left fist punched his chest, and then his right palm curled into a fist before driving another straight punch into his abdomen.
"Urgh!"
Tang Xiao staggered backward again and again. Xuan Xiao grabbed him by the neck, his grip as powerful as iron pincers, and flung him away. Tang Xiao flew through the air like a ragged sack.
Taking advantage of the opening, Xuan Xiao summoned his Martial Soul. His six pure white wings gave a light flap, and he shot into the sky.
Then everyone saw a flaming spinning top plummeting rapidly toward the Tang Hao and Tang Xiao brothers, so fast that it made their hearts pound.
The two brothers were standing extremely close together. If that strike hit them, it could really kick a hole through them. The thought alone made