Li Ang's movement technique's coherency and the speed of his footwork surprised Wu Song, who quickly adopted a defensive posture.
Facing Li Ang's covering hand to the middle courtyard hammer, Wu Song's response was to entangle his hand and turn his body sideways, planning to attack Li Ang's armpit.
However, Li Ang's response was faster than he anticipated, swiftly changing his move, and the two solidly connected with a palm strike.
"Smack!"
Both men staggered backwards two steps.
"Young man, did you tell me you've only practiced for three years?"
Wu Song saw that Li Ang's proficiency in each move was not at all inferior to his own, and even in terms of reaction ability, Li Ang was slightly better.
It was only that Li Ang's upper body strength was a bit less than his own, otherwise Wu Song might not have been able to handle that last move.
After the real exchange, Li Ang also understood that it was nonsense to think one could spot flaws just by the opponent standing there.
