"Whew!"
Zheng Haijiao was not surprised to see that Wang Longhu had managed to dodge his punch.
He immediately took a deep breath, and a powerful Qi force gathered in his triple burner. As Zheng Haijiao exhaled, Wang Longhu instantly felt his whole body shiver.
"Inner Power!"
When breathing out, an ordinary person inhales into their lungs and then exhales with force, causing the breath to disperse, barely enough to blow out a candle.
However, according to what Master Wu said before, a Huajin expert or a Martial Artist trained in inner power can gather and compress the breath in the lungs. When it's expelled, the force is strong enough to keep someone's eyes shut, exposing a flaw.
It was clear that Zheng Haijiao had reached this level.
He wasn't a Huajin master, so there was only one answer: he had trained in some form of inner power!
Caught off guard, Wang Longhu was hit in the face by the Qi, and he quickly retreated to the wall, standing ready with his back against it.
