"Long Yan, go to hell."
Long Yan's gaze filled Lin Yuyan with extreme disgust. She shouted softly and single-handedly turned her hand into a palm, striking down towards Long Yan. A tyrannical force erupted from the palm wind, sweeping out.
Under the gazes of everyone, just as the palm wind was about to hit Long Yan, in a lightning and flint moment, Long Yan swiftly threw a punch.
Retracting his fist and throwing the punch, the movements flowed like clouds, all in one breath.
Bang.
The collision of fists and palms produced a sound like piercing gold and shattering jade.
Thud thud thud.
Following the hit, Lin Yuyan stumbled back three steps before she managed to steady herself, while Long Yan remained standing in place with only a slight sway.
With just one move, the difference in strength was clear!
"How is it possible for Long Yan to repel Lin Yuyan?"
"He's only at the True Martial Ninth level. How can he be so powerful?"
