บท 107: Finals
บรรณาธิการ: Hitesh_
"Hundred Thousand Burning Flames."
Feng Ping pointed his finger in the air and used a fire attribute martial art. The fire beam cleaved the air with a loud noise.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Ye Chen's figure was torn to pieces. It was just his afterimage that was formed due to his extreme speed.
"Is that all you got?" Ye Chen talked to Feng Ping from behind.
Feng Ping was irritated and then spun towards him. The fire beams were being cast from his fingers in every direction, which broke the edges of the stone pillars.
Ye Chen took a sharp glance and quickly evaded the attacks. They were not used all at once, but in a consecutive manner. With his speed and body control, Ye Chen managed to rush a distance of five steps towards Feng Ping.
"How could this be possible? Why can't the beam hit him?"
Including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, the disciples were stunned with their mouths wide open.
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