Wang Xiaoqiang's True Qi palm struck Lin Jinghong's True Qi Shield, shattering it, but in the process of consuming Spiritual Power, the True Qi palm also dispersed.
Lin Jinghong was jolted back three steps, looking somewhat disheveled.
Barely stabilizing himself, Lin Jinghong glanced subconsciously at the audience below, more precisely, he was looking for the reactions of the female disciples of the North Sect. At this moment, he saw that several female disciples who usually had a good impression of him, including one of the three great beauties, Zhao Wushuang, were looking at him with astonished eyes, as if to say, "Is this still the charming and profound Senior Brother Lin who is so elegant? How could he be slapped into such a state of disarray?"
Seeing this scene, rage exploded within Lin Jinghong's heart. His eyebrows shot up, and his eyes, bloodshot with extreme fury, glared at Wang Xiaoqiang.
