The most astonished person present was probably Diana. Fang Xingjian, whom she had thought of as an ordinary extraordinary human, now displayed powers which threw out her general knowledge.
'Sword arts? How is this sword arts? How can this possibly be just sword arts?'
White Lion had already witnessed Fang Xingjian's powers previously. However, upon seeing that Fang Xingjian managed to deal with over 100 werewolves and three huge wolves—that could tear tanks apart and break buildings like one would break a toy—with just two punches and one grasp, he was still very shocked.
Bearing with the pain, White Lion stood up with a respectful expression. "Teacher, I'm sorry. I didn't manage to wipe them out and made you have to come over."
Fang Xingjian casually tossed Jefferson onto the ground and said indifferently, "I'd merely placed a stream of sword intent into your body."
Hearing Fang Xingjian's words, everyone present trembled slightly.
