Three hulking men charged at Ye Chen like maddened bulls, howling at the top of their lungs.
The one in front swung a huge hammer at him. Ye Chen dodged sideways, and a deafening crash erupted where he had just stood.
The bluestone paving shattered. Gravel flew and dust billowed as the massive hammer buried itself in the ground.
"You really do have some strength."
Ye Chen smiled and nodded. He burst forward, pushed off with his toes, and launched himself into the air with Ground-Pulling Onion. Then he unleashed a Whirlwind Kick, slamming his right foot into the man's neck.
The giant staggered several steps backward before crashing down like a collapsing mountain.
Bang! He smashed a huge crater into the ground.
Before he could get up, Ye Chen had landed on top of him. The other two rushed in, attacking from either side—one with an axe, the other with an iron staff.
Ye Chen bent backward into an Iron Bridge. The move let both attacks pass over him and sent their weapons crashing into each other. As he bent, his right hand curled into a claw and darted toward the fallen giant's crotch.
"Aaagh!"
That light grab alone broke the man out in a cold sweat.
"Heh. I haven't used Monkey Steals the Peach in ages. Looks like I haven't lost my touch. Lucky you."
Ye Chen stopped short. He did not crush the giant's balls.
But that was more than enough to scare the man senseless.
The other two had put all their strength into their blows, only to stagger back three steps when their weapons collided. Ye Chen lunged at them before they could regain their footing. A light hook of his foot sent them both tumbling to the ground.
The instant they fell, both men