A hand was as cold as ice, while the other hand was like hot fire. Both hands clasped together. The cold ice and hot fire disappeared at the same time, then a mass of invisible formless Qi gradually moving.
The bald old man's fist was near. A boundless grandeur enveloped around them, and all the sand and pebbles were blown into the air; even their clothes were flapping violently.
Mo Wen put both his hands together and pushed forward forcefully. Both palms hit the fist that was being punched by the bald old man.
Bang!
An invisible wave of Qi engulfed them at the center and spread outwards, then it instantly spread to the whole of the garden. The broken cement pieces of the goddess sculpture were pushed by the wave of Qi and flew out, one after another.
The people of Su Clan who were near the two of them were also pushed and flung off by the wave of Qi.
