Hu Xiaotian knew the boy had always been a few screws short, so he declared his identity at once. He had not expected Brat to attack without a moment's hesitation, however. Xiong Tianba's punch was astonishingly fast, reaching him in the blink of an eye. With the door directly behind him, Hu Xiaotian had no time left to dodge. At that critical moment, he thrust his pitch-black fist out to meet Brat's. Their fists collided with a thunderous bang! The muscles in both their arms tightened instantly, as though cast from iron. Their strength erupted the instant their knuckles met, sending a powerful blast of air radiating outward from the point of impact. The surrounding air was squeezed away in surging waves, and the tables, chairs, and other furnishings around them toppled under the force.
Hu Xiaotian had never imagined he could meet one of Brat's punches head-on. This fellow possessed such immense natural strength that even Lahan, the Black Hu Marble, was utterly outmatched, much less Hu Xiaotian himself.
Although Xiong Tianba had not put everything into that punch, he had used seventy percent of his strength. To his surprise, his opponent had blocked it head-on, leaving him without the slightest advantage. Astonishment filled him, and he clicked his tongue in admiration. "Not bad, kid. You've got some moves."
Hu Xiaotian shouted, "You silly boy, I'm your Uncle Hu..."
"I'm your uncle! Aaargh, you're driving me mad!" Xiong Tianba rolled his strange-looking eyes and raised his fist to attack again. This time, he intended to use every ounce of his strength, holding nothing back.
Hu Xiaotian did not know whether to laugh or cry. There was simply no reasoning with this silly boy. He was about to use the Dog-Dodging Eighteen Steps to evade the attack when Zhou Mo's