The man in front was almost upon Ye Feng. His right fist was ready, and he swung it straight at him.
Seeing this, Ye Feng caught the man's wrist with his right hand and struck his right elbow with his left, redirecting him and flinging him away.
The other two reached him at that moment. One punched Ye Feng in the chest, but Ye Feng turned his body, diverting the fist to the other side, where it struck the other man's fist. Then Ye Feng drove his elbows into their vulnerable ribs, forcing both men back.
In that instant, Ye Feng repelled all three men's attacks, making everyone's eyes light up. His movements were clearly identical to what he had taught them earlier, except that his speed abruptly increased the instant he attacked, leaving them no time to react.
The three men felt rather embarrassed. Even working together, they had been driven back. They regrouped for another attack, their hands glowing with chakra, clearly no longer intending to hold back.
Ye Feng did not dare let his guard down either. He had never learned the authentic internal methods of Tai Chi and could only simulate their effects with chakra, using his movements and chakra to redirect attacks that landed on him. Whatever he could not redirect, he repelled with Tai Chi's principle of overcoming great force with little strength.
For a time, the three could do nothing to Ye Feng. Instead, they frequently took attacks from their teammates, suffering minor injuries. Ye Feng, by contrast, remained relaxed and at ease, expending practically nothing. He also felt that his control over his chakra had grown somewhat more proficient as a result.
By now, Ye Feng felt he had put on enough of a demonstration and decided to stop holding back. When