"Don't worry, they are not my match,"
Having said this, Ning Fan pushed off with his legs and leaped into the air.
Looking around, there were a full twenty Patrons attacking simultaneously, their robust Inner Strength intertwining together, accumulating into a surging force like ocean waves.
"Kid, you're dead!"
"Just lie down for me!"
"Ignorant of the heights of heaven and depths of earth! Meet your death!"
The leading Patrons roared as they struck, each displaying their own unique skills with astonishing power, enough to split mountains and crack stones.
Ning Fan, expressionless, threw a punch in return, his Spiritual Power rushing forth like tidal waves, colliding with the Inner Strength.
Boom!
An ear-deafening roar exploded, and the few Grandmasters who were at the forefront bore the brunt of it, being knocked back repeatedly by the spreading shockwave.
