Tairon only felt as if his punch had hit the air, the strength in his fist vanishing instantly. Then, a strong force hit him squarely in the chest, and, stumbling, he found himself flying backward.
Bang—, Tairon's massive body was thrown several meters, crashing into a patch of Blue Silver Grass among the trees.
"Do you concede?" Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, looking tall and imposing despite his young age.
"I do not," Tairon roared as he sprang up from the ground and charged at Tang San like a boulder.
Tang San's brow furrowed, "Then I'll just have to fight until you do."
Ten minutes later, Xiaowu was the first to emerge from the woods, sighing as she walked, "Though Tairon is kind of annoying, his resilience to being knocked down is impressive. To think he could stand up after being thrown down more than a hundred times."