Facing Tai Long's attack, Tang San advanced instead of retreating, both hands darting out like spirit snakes.
He did not release his Martial Soul. He merely spread his ten fingers and followed some profound, mysterious trajectory, laying them across Tai Long's diamond-hard wrists in a flash.
His movements were gentle, yet swift as a ghost.
"Huh?"
Tai Long felt as though he had punched into a pile of cotton. Most of his full strength was instantly neutralized.
Startled, he tried to change his move and break free, but Tang San merely applied a little pressure with both hands, and two crisp sounds rang out.
Crack!
Crack!
"Aaargh!"
Tai Long could not help letting out a piercing howl of pain. His two fists, each as big as a clay pot, went limp as though crippled.
The sudden turn of events also sent his massive body staggering backward, the pain robbing him of his balance.
The agony sent beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.
He lay on the ground, grimacing, his eyes filled with shock.
The surrounding students erupted in startled cries at the sight.
They had never imagined that Tang San, who looked rather mild-mannered, could defeat Tai Long, renowned for his strength, with such effortless ease!
Xiao Wu cheered and immediately ran to Tang San's side.
"Little San! You're amazing! All Tai Long knows is how to bully people with brute strength. He deserved it!"
Tai Long's face had turned white with pain. He struggled desperately to get up, still shouting defiantly, "You bastard! You... you cheated! Using such filthy tricks! Just wait until my dad gets here... I..."
Just then!
A thunderous, muffled crash suddenly rang out!
Thud!
The entire Training Ground seemed to tremble!
A middle-aged giant, even more powerfully built than Tai