"Shunpo!"
At the guest seats, Ning Zitong's eyes widened a little. Her eyes gleamed like sunlight penetrating through clouds.
That was when she realized Dong Baxian wasn't exaggerating when he said Wang Que was extraordinary.
It wasn't only her. Every Physical Invulnerability Mighty One, whether at the scene or watching through screens, were shaken. New opinions were formed on Wang Que.
In five, no, perhaps in three years, he will have the capability to contend for titles!
Bam!
There came a short but intense crack, and the air expanded into white billows that streaked Wang Que's lingering figure. It also swayed Lou Cheng's hammer-fist, shaking the shades of faint purple and gold.
Normally, Nine Rotations of Five Flames. Descend Of The Sun's explosion will damage the surroundings indiscriminately, but there were three self-protection mechanisms at work.
