Watching Su Yixiao's elegant form in the arena and the slightly disheveled Su Weifeng as he dodged, Su Yi's thoughts raced with concern. He wondered if his young master could truly defeat Su Weifeng, who was enigmatically vicious. To this moment, he still couldn't fathom how he himself had been defeated.
Compared to boxing, Su Yixiao was more proficient in leg techniques, which were graceful and expansive, quite befitting of a master. If he were to open a martial arts school in the city, just a simple demonstration would surely lead to an overflow of students signing up.
Su Weifeng had been learning about the ancient martial arts of the Hidden World Families through observation alone. He felt a significant difference between this ancient martial art and the modern martial arts and combat sports.
