Big Bro Bai and Skinny Liu were growing desperate now, slashing and hacking with more fury, but it was all in vain.
Hao wasn't even breaking a sweat.
Every time their blades came close, he simply shifted his weight, sidestepping their strikes.
"Come on, try harder." Hao muttered, grinning.
"I'm waiting for something worth my time."
Big Bro Bai roared and swung his saber down again, this time with more force.
But Hao didn't dodge.
He stepped in, raised one hand, and swatted Big Bro Bai's arm to the side.
The trajectory of the saber shifted, scraping against the wall with a harsh clang, sending a few chips of stone flying.
Before Big Bro Bai could react, Hao's fist smashed into his cheek.
There was no qi behind it.
But the punch was fast, clean, and heavy enough to leave a bright bruise on Big Bro Bai's face.
"Guh - !"
He stumbled.
Hao followed up with a kick to the side.
It landed, but his footwork was off.
