Plop!
Plop!
...
One after another, young talents were knocked back by Xiao Ye, falling from mid-air, spewing blood from their mouths, gravely injured and unable to rise, with many having half of their bodies cracked open, revealing ghastly white bones.
The joint strike of young talents entering the Sealing Emperor Hall could not even withstand Xiao Ye; instead, they were all blasted away by him!
From afar, Zhong Lingtian, who hadn't made a move, felt a cold sweat, his eyes wide open, as if struck by lightning, dumbstruck like a puppet.
Having taken healing pills and awakened, Yue Zifeng, who was meditating to heal his wounds, was also left stupefied by the scene, his gaze shocked as he looked at the figure resembling a Demon God.
Turns out, when Xiao Ye defeated him earlier, he had not even displayed all his strength!
If Xiao Ye had revealed such a terrifying fist skill just now, he might not have survived.
Is this really the power of the young talents from Central State?
