Yang Dao slapped the flaming lotus with his bare hand under hundreds of shocked gazes. Everyone froze in their places. They did not expect this boy to be so gutsy. Someone wanted to shout and tell him to dodge but just as the person opened his mouth he froze.
A strong gust blew in the hall. The fire lotus was blown back to Gerrard. Yang Dao just bent a gust in a closed room and the intensity was not low. It was a proper wind they all sensed. Laohu bai smiled.
The white tiger squad was happy except for Victor. Kaya asked, "Victor, why are you not happy at Dao being strong?"
The man said, "His level is higher than any of us." his words shocked the four people and they all looked at Laohu Bai sitting behind them. The white-haired girl smiled and said, "Four."
