"The Wind Summoning Technique!"
Tang Jingyu suddenly squeezed his fingers after a fierce clash, then silver light flashed on his fingertips. A gale was raised on the arena all of a sudden, soon evolving into a tornado that wreathed his opponent.
"A true technique!" a disciple exclaimed outside the arena.
"He actually grasped such a powerful true technique!" Some disciples couldn't have been more envious.
The Qin-surnamed fellow was clearly caught unprepared. Tang Jingyu also dashed into the tornado at that moment; the power of the tornado seemed to be spinning along with his arm. He quickly punched and threw the Qin-surnamed young man off the arena.
Whoosh!
The young man was picked up by some sort of power as he fell, and then taken to He Buyu.
