I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 1762: Chapter 196: Clothes Not as New

Yun Xiaoxiao never expected Yang Fan to strike so decisively. Before he could even adopt a stance, Yang Fan had already closed in like a beast lunging at its prey.

Clearly, the opponent was not interested in talking and only wanted to bring him down as quickly as possible. This, however, ignited Yun Xiaoxiao’s pride, and he raised his palms to meet the attack head-on.

As an outstanding disciple of the Xinyun Clan, Yun Xiaoxiao had been practicing martial arts since childhood. His solid foundation and extraordinary talent allowed him to enter the “Transcending Mortality” stage at fifteen, making him almost unmatched among his peers.

Although Yang Fan was about the same age as Yun Xiaoxiao, the latter’s advantage in physique and aura was undeniable. Even in the face of a hasty response, Yun Xiaoxiao’s pair of “Cloud Palms” successfully deflected the fierce incoming fists.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan used the force of the deflection to reverse his attack, shifting from Tiger Form to Crane Form. His fists transformed into claw-hooks, flicking with the elegance of wind brushing willow branches. Utilizing the force of Yun Xiaoxiao’s Cloud Palms, his claw-hooks descended with a motion like striking water mid-air—grand and divine like a golden dragon’s five claws. It was an exquisite display of martial brilliance.

In Yun Xiaoxiao’s eyes, the revolving claw-hooks came faster than lightning. He didn’t even have time to return his palms to parry and could only hurriedly fold his arm to block, hoping to use the force of the defense to create some distance for better strategy.

However, to a close-range combat expert like Yang Fan, a defensive block meant a loss of positioning, and losing positioning was equivalent to defeat.

Yang Fan, with his exceptional combat intellect, knew his strengths well. He also understood what challenges he would face if Yun Xiaoxiao successfully created distance. So he abandoned the idea of landing a swift decisive strike and instead controlled the frequency of his attacks—timed precisely to interrupt the gathering of Spiritual Energy without leaving gaps for retaliation. His continuous Tiger and Crane forms struck with an intensity akin to an old monk in deep meditation, seemingly endless.

Crane Wings as swift as the wind, Tiger Claws as sharp as lightning—the dual forms advanced relentlessly.