Zhu Qiao and Lin Tuke were, after all, long-established masters, and they reacted swiftly. Both darted sharply to one side, avoiding Huang Xiao's palm strike aimed at their chests.
But how could Huang Xiao let them off? He tapped the ground with his foot, turned, and charged at Zhu Qiao.
This is bad, Zhu Qiao thought. He swiftly spun around and struck at Huang Xiao's face with his palm.
But after launching that strike, he discovered that Huang Xiao dispersed his palm force with a slight turn of his hand. At the same time, Huang Xiao closed in right before him again.
Though startled, Zhu Qiao showed not the slightest disorder in his moves. He unleashed palm strike after palm strike, yet Huang Xiao easily neutralized every one, leaving him more alarmed the longer they fought.
His Taixuan Palm Technique was, by any reckoning, a peerless palm technique in this world, yet it seemed utterly useless against Huang Xiao. He could not understand it.
Just as Zhu Qiao exchanged several consecutive moves with Huang Xiao, Lin Tuke charged up behind Huang Xiao as well.
He could naturally see that Zhu Qiao alone was no match for Huang Xiao. Rather, neither of them could match Huang Xiao in single combat, so their only way to deal with him was to join forces.
Before, they had joined forces to finish Huang Xiao off as quickly as possible. Now they were doing so because they had no choice. The nature of it was entirely different.
Huang Xiao had long since noticed Lin Tuke charging up behind him, but paid him no heed. Only when Lin Tuke struck at his back did he first send Zhu Qiao flying with a palm strike, then turn his hand back to meet Lin Tuke's palm.
"Impossible!" Lin