Although a Tool Soul wouldn't change the physical appearance of a Soul Master, the simultaneous roaring of the two towering men was still filled with a formidable oppressive force. They moved with almost identical strides, charging towards Tang San and Xiaowu like an irresistible force, their hammers already raised high.
Xiaowu tapped the ground lightly with her tiptoe, and her body floated up. Tang San gave her a boost with his right hand on her tiptoe, and Xiaowu stood on Tang San's right shoulder in a stance resembling a golden rooster standing on one leg.
After years of fighting together, their teamwork was incredibly in sync. As she mounted Tang San's shoulder, Xiaowu had already completed the embodiment of her rabbit Martial Soul. Her keen eyes were fixed on the rapidly approaching opponents, ready to pounce from the air and launch her soft techniques the moment a vulnerability appeared.
