The spectators at the side had begun to see something of what was happening. Although there had only been two exchanges, the young man had emerged unscathed from both encounters with Yang Quan and still had the leisure to offer commentary. Clearly, his strength left everyone present feeling inferior.
Even the original Referee, a top-ranking First-Class Constable, saw it all the more clearly. He had not expected Huang Xiao to appear so relaxed in both exchanges. He had noticed Yang Quan secretly shake his lower leg after that kick, clearly having suffered an impact. And that young man? After steadying himself, he had shown no sign of discomfort. The Referee could not help wondering whether the young man really possessed such strength.
This is only the beginning. Yang Quan is probably holding something back. As the young man said, Yang Quan specializes in palm techniques, and Mountain-Shaking Palm is the supreme art that made his name. His other techniques, such as his kicks, are somewhat weaker, the Referee thought.
"Hmph. It has been years since this old man last used Mountain-Shaking Palm, because few people can make this old man use it. You are not qualified yet, boy," Yang Quan said with a cold laugh.
"In that case, let me show you my palm technique. You had better not regret it!" The smile on Huang Xiao's face abruptly vanished, and he shouted with a grim expression.
Without waiting for Yang Quan to say anything more, Huang Xiao moved his feet, his figure turning into a blur as he charged straight at Yang Quan without concealing his approach. At the same time, everlasting spring ageless true qi gathered in his palms, which faintly emanated a fierce, forceful aura.
"Brother Huang's palm technique is this forceful?" Even from outside the arena, Du