"Really dangerous!"
Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, extricating himself from the wall, muttering to himself, apparently, Yeu Linglong's master kept her away from others not due to gender difference, but likely to prevent her terrifying strength from harming those around her.
Indeed, if it weren't for his thick skin, that last hit would have cost him half his life, even if it wouldn't kill him.
With a flicker of his figure, Ling Feng leapt over the crowd and returned to the Immortal Pavilion, where he saw Yeu Linglong crying bitterly with regret. He quickly comforted her, saying, "Lady Yeu, I'm fine."
The martial artists gathered around, their eyes wide with surprise. The power with which Yeu Linglong sent Ling Feng flying was formidable, probably unbearable for anyone else, yet this newly initiated Divine Sea Realm youngster was unscathed?
"Huh?"
