She stood in place, her hands conjuring a giant thunderball as intense as the sun itself, a full human height in diameter, occasionally shedding strands of snake-like blue light in all directions.
"I said, I made the Ferris wheel, any objections?"
Shen Ye spoke.
At the podium, the lady seated in the center stood up and shouted angrily:
"Nonsense! Damn it, your contrition is not enough! Before you commit a grave mistake, you—"
Boom!!!
A massive explosion engulfed the entire venue.
It turned out to be a thunderball thrown by Shen Ye, piercing through the auditorium's ceiling and bursting into a devastating thunder outside.
— Thunder Palm!
With his current strength, the power of releasing Thunder Palm was incomparable to before!
A fierce wind poured into the auditorium.
The impact of the energy made the students scramble and roll away in a sorry state.
The lightning gradually subsided.
The girl still stood there.
