As time passed.
One thug after another fell to the ground, defeated by Su Fan.
His mastery of Tai Chi Boxing became more and more adept.
Most importantly,
Su Fan learned to channel that strange flow of energy within his body.
"Bang."
A move, Cloud Hands, struck a thug in the chest.
The technique was very light.
He didn't use any brute strength.
It was like kneading dough
But, infused with that strange stream of energy within his body.
"Bang."
With Su Fan's hand as a fulcrum, that force sent the thug flying over twenty meters, directly into the green belt across the road.
Another move, White Crane Wing.
"Smack smack."
Two more were sent flying in succession.
"Knee strike."
His movements were clearly slow and gentle, yet the power delivered was incredibly strong.
All the moves flowed smoothly like drifting clouds and flowing water.
By now, his clothes had been dyed red with blood.
It was all the blood of the thugs.
