The three figures exchanged no pointless words and almost immediately charged at each other, their entire bodies filled with power. Their feet hit the ground with such force it cracked beneath them, sending debris flying.
The heavy gusts they generated were like a car engine, roaring thunderously in the ears.
Terrified, Mr. Huang's face turned white, and he dove under the table, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.
Just as Jiang Shi charged forward, he suddenly felt his vision blur. As the two elders approached, their bodies flickered with an astonishing speed, evading his frontal assault in an instant, their eyes cold, fingers pointed like swords, stabbing mercilessly toward his back.
Jiang Shi was furious.
"This move again! Just die already!"
He swiftly turned around, arms swinging wildly, attacking without any technique, moving as fast as the wind.
