It seemed as though Xie Qing was speaking almost in a whisper, but his voice echoed throughout the huge space of the arena and the stands. Every spectator held their breath.
And not in vain.
"Kh-h..."
Those who did not have time to breathe in enough air clutched their throats. They felt all sorts of pressure falling on their frail bodies. Even the protective barrier did not help.
Lian Lin was pleasantly surprised. Xie Qing's level was not high enough for her to feel the danger, but of course, the girl was able to feel all the changes in his qi and aura.
"Amazing... is this the technique you've been working on for so long?" Lian Lin asked admiringly, a faint smile appearing on her face: "A worthy result!"
The young man did not answer - he simply could not. This technique was very difficult to perform, but very powerful.