After Xiao Yun's frenzied attack for ten minutes, Tang Rao finally prepared to counterattack.
Xiao Yun's body was completely controlled by her emotions, which meant that now, besides knowing how to fight, there was nothing else in her mind.
In Tang Rao's view, every battle is a trap; you can only win easily and beautifully if you carefully comprehend and meticulously design it.
If you only know how to blindly fight, it might indeed crush the weak. But what if you meet someone of equal strength? Or even stronger? In that case, you have no chance of winning.
Fighting requires wisdom, calmness, and for you to detach your eyes from the battlefield to see the whole picture clearly.
"Power to move mountains!" Tang Rao quickly swung a punch.
"Still using this move? Tang Rao, don't you have any other skills? Break it!" Xiao Yun shouted as she charged forward, simultaneously guarding against Tang Rao's change in moves.
