Hong Qitian's heart cried bitterly. As a Master of Inner Force, he was keenly aware of what it meant to press a teacup into the table with just a pair of fleshy palms.
This power, let alone a Master of Inner Force, even a Huajin Grandmaster would probably not be able to do it, at the very least it would take a higher level High-Level Grandmaster, or even a Martial King.
No matter what, Hong Qitian couldn't have imagined that someone who was clearly just a young man in his early twenties, and even wheelchair-bound with disabled legs, could possess such terrifying power and realm.
This realm could kill him in an instant!
Luo Keque and Pang Youze, who were standing by, were also stunned on the spot, but soon after, they were overjoyed. They too had seen that this single move was enough to explain everything.
Ye Feng said with a faint smile, "Master Instructor Hong, how is the taste of my tea?"
