Even if Jiang Zhitong were to die, no one would spare him a second glance, let alone that he was in good condition.
Right now, Ying Baiwu was in the limelight.
After a series of explosive shots, the iron-headed young girl rose upright.
The martial dojo was very big and didn't have a roof. Hence, the blue clear sky became Ying Baiwu's backdrop.
She stood there in the air, looking down at Xu Cong.
The entire martial dojo was silent.
Even the great teachers who had seen a lot in life were extremely astonished right now, let alone the spectators.
Fly... flying?
Was this something that could be done by humans?
Xu Cong looked at Ying Baiwu with a stunned expression. To think that she could fly?
Thereafter, a tremendous wave of defeat filled Xu Cong. It made him feel that his hard work for the past 20 or more years was all futile.