In the blink of an eye, the orange-clothed ferocious ghost and the red-clothed ferocious ghost charged at Huang Xiaolong fiercely. Their ghostly faces were filled with malice and mockery, as if they couldn't wait to tear Huang Xiaolong to shreds.
Huang Xiaolong sat in the chair, his face calm. His right hand formed a fist and lightly shot out.
The force of his punch, like a tidal wave, carried an overwhelming and incredible power. His Yang energy radiated like a raging sun. As he held out his fist, a visible shockwave spread out with a "whizz" sound.
Boom~~~~
The desks and chairs in front of his fist were lifted into the air. The orange-clothed and red-clothed ferocious ghosts, were swept away by the fist wind, their ghostly bodies exploded under the searing yin energy and disintegrated into rotten chunks of flesh scattered around the entire classroom, crawling and squirming non-stop.
