"Yu'er, when you have time, you can interact with him, as it will benefit our Ouyang Family," Ouyang Zhenhua said to Ouyang Yu.
"Understood." Ouyang Yu nodded and quietly watched the battle unfolding before him.
Nine Yang Mystic Art, third level!
Break for me!
Ye Luo pushed the Nine Yang Mystic Art to its limits, unleashing the power of the first three levels, his True Qi burst forth wildly, and he ferociously struck towards the fist of the Situ Wentian on his right, utterly disregarding the fists of the other five Situ Wentians.
With a loud bang, Ye Luo's fist collided with the opponent's fist, emitting a tangible sound, while the fists of the other seven figures landed on Ye Luo's body but had no real destructive power, clearly indicating they were all illusions.
After a muffled sound, Ye Luo's body trembled, and that Situ Wentian couldn't help but retreat two steps, his eyes revealing a shocked expression as he looked at Ye Luo.