Tang Shaoyang grabbed the incoming spear with his right hand easily. The fierce-looking man was stunned but he was still holding the spear tightly. He tried to pull his spear but to no avail.
But then, a huge force lifted him, his whole weight was easily lifted with just one hand. Then his back was slammed on the ground very hard.
"Arghhh!" He released his grip on the spear. At this point, the fierce-looking man realized that he had lost the battle. Tang Shaoyang did not stop, he pierced the spear through the fierce-looking man's thigh, nailing the man on the ground.
"ARGHHHHH!!!" Another painful scream was heard.
Tang Shaoyang rubbed his palms and looked toward the group who followed the fierce-looking man. The group was taken down by Lu An, Kairu, and Wen. It was not a fight, at all.
