Ye Wudao had just blocked Yan Ting's two kicks when Yan Ting flipped over, attempting another claw strike at Ye Wudao's crown. Ye Wudao, no longer wanting to waste time, took a small step back, curved his five fingers, and, with a soft "pu-chi" sound, gently struck Yan Ting's claw.
Yet, such a gentle strike broke all the bones in Yan Ting's fingers. Three of his five fingers were now bent backward, causing him unimaginable pain.
But it wasn't over yet. Ye Wudao's front foot pivoted sideways while his back foot pointed straight ahead. His front knee bent while his rear leg straightened, and with two "bang! bang!" punches, he struck the same spot on Yan Ting's body, producing a sound akin to beating a cowhide drum.
Ye Wudao's inner strength instantly burst from his fist, rippling outward like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating wave after wave of ripples.
