The juniors of the sect and clans looked in horror against the sky as their seniors tumbling down without a fidget on their bodies. Their mouth gaped then froze as even air felt heavy to breathe in. They thought that they would have the upper hand by the surmounting quantity, however, the fluttering white cloak above proved otherwise.
The quick attack was unbelievable even from the old master's eyes to observe. The speed and the execution, he didn't even let out a single breath before it was over. He clicked his tongue before shaking his head.
"This generation, or the earlier generation, it looks like I have no say for the matter."
He smiled wryly as he looked at the beautiful woman with auburn hair. Her tall figure, her lean defined muscle, she was the epitome of a woman. There was nothing that could beat that physique.
"You!"
