"What the…"
"How did he even…"
"Oh my…"
A few people, witnessing the scene in front of them, failed to complete their sentence as their mouths gaped wide from the astonishment of what they just watched.
As the young man wearing a dao robe disappears, they initially thought that his opponent, an immortal-like young man, is already facing the doors of defeat, the only remaining thing is to confirm how he will be defeated the moment the young man wearing a dao robe, Qing Yun, appears again to deliver the decisive strike, however, the succeeding frames of the event is bound to make them flabbergasted.
As Qing Yun appears behind Wu Xiaotian, the whirling wind that disappears along with him shows itself once again, seemingly amplifying the power of his swing as it goes closer and closer towards his opponent, the greenish glow of his sword already reaching near the young man.