Xu Chaoqian and the other two were beside themselves with rage. Without another moment's hesitation, all three roared and unleashed their strongest moves, attacking Yan San from three different directions.
Just then, Yan San moved. He brought his hands out from behind his back, and a surge of Origin Force rippled through him.
Third Grade Perfection.
Yan San's cultivation realm was the same as that of Xu Chaoqian and the other two: merely Third Grade Perfection.
Despite being at the same realm, he intended to fight all three alone, and with such an arrogant bearing.
Either he truly possessed exceptional abilities, or his arrogance had blinded him to his own limits.
The next instant, Xu Chaoqian and the other two had reached Yan San.
The corners of Yan San's lips lifted slightly. His figure flickered, leaving a string of afterimages as he darted between the three.
So fast!
Everyone present cried out in astonishment.
At the same time, a series of thuds rang out.
Three muffled grunts followed. In just one exchange, Xu Chaoqian and the other two were sent flying at least ten feet before crashing heavily to the ground.
After scrambling awkwardly to their feet, all three stared at Yan San with horror in their eyes.
Yan San returned to his original spot, still with one hand behind his back and the corners of his lips slightly raised.
Everyone present was stunned!
Against three opponents of equal cultivation, Yan San had defeated them all in a single exchange.
The gulf between their strengths was like a heavenly chasm.
Chen Shi'an stood close to the fight and had seen everything clearly.
Yan San's attack had involved no particularly profound or powerful moves. He had simply overwhelmed the three with his movement speed and abundant Origin Force.
Though all four