Before he could recover from his shock, Susanoo's other fist shot up and came crashing toward him with a howling rush of wind.
Tai Tan had no time to react. All he felt was an immense force bearing down on him.
With a muffled thud, his entire body was smashed into the hard bluestone paving, throwing up a vast cloud of dust.
He had just begun struggling to free himself from the depression in the stone when Susanoo's fist descended again.
Tai Tan was sent flying once more, tracing an arc through the air before slamming into the ground several yards away.
Su Yu's assault did not stop there.
Susanoo swept its right hand swiftly before its body, and nine blood-red tomoe abruptly appeared, circling through the air with a dark gleam.
With a slight exertion of Susanoo's palm, the nine tomoe shot toward Tai Tan, who had yet to rise, like homing blades!
As a cry of pain rang out, everyone in the Training Ground felt their hearts leap into their throats, their gazes turning as one toward the billowing dust.
When the dust gradually settled, Tai Tan slowly emerged, clutching his right arm.
His right sleeve had been shredded, and several bloody gashes deep enough to expose bone marked his arm, clearly inflicted by the blood-red tomoe.
The contempt and defiance in his eyes as he looked at Su Yu had vanished completely.
"You truly are extraordinary, Young Master Su Yu."
Tai Tan drew a deep breath. Though his voice was somewhat hoarse with pain, it was exceptionally firm.
"With those abilities alone, you have defeated me. I, Tai Tan, am willing to lead the Strength Clan in sincere submission to Lady Yuehua!"
With that, he cupped his hands slightly toward Su Yu, not a trace of hesitation