Tang Yan drove his knee up swiftly, then kicked Su Wei hard in the lower abdomen. The true qi Su Wei had just been about to muster instantly scattered.
Dull aches pulsed through his dantian. Circulating his true qi again anytime soon was clearly impossible.
Su Wei fell at a disadvantage in a single exchange. Over the next three moves, he was beaten into utter disarray.
Tang Yan before him was like a wild beast, his body brimming with ferocity. His own true qi had already been scattered; unwilling though he was, admitting defeat was undoubtedly his best choice.
Su Wei was a decisive man. Once he made up his mind, he moved to concede, but before the words could leave his mouth, a powerful hand clamped around his throat.
The entire venue gradually fell silent.
Everyone gaped, their eyes filled with shock.
Cloud City, which people had always dismissed, had actually turned the tables in this match?
Wasn't a gap in ranks supposed to be like a mountain between them? They were two full ranks apart, so how had Tang Yan completely suppressed Su Wei in a single exchange?
Smack! A crisp slap suddenly rang out, echoing through the silent square.
That slap also jolted the onlookers awake.
As they watched the young man standing proudly on the platform, a trace of complicated emotion flashed through their eyes.
That slap from the young man washed away all the humiliation Liu Zhi had inflicted on Cloud City!
"That was the fourth move!" Tang Yan said flatly. His right hand flicked like a swimming fish's tail, lashing swiftly toward Su Wei's face.
Smack!
"The fifth move."
Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!
"The tenth move."
Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!
"The fifteenth move."
Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!
"The twentieth move. The