"You lowly mortal, how dare you ignore me!" Anahita said displeased.
"Shut up!"
Ying Yue snorted coldly, and with a slap sent through the air.
This slap was ordinary, it neither disappeared nor did it travel through void; it just flew towards Anahita, bright and slow.
To others, this slap seemed slow, easy to avoid!
But the truth was, Anahita couldn't dodge in time. The slap landed firmly on his face with a crisp "slap," instantly swelling up the left side of his face.
And his whole body was sent flying by this tremendous force, flying hundreds of meters before he staggered to steady himself.
"This..."
Seeing this sudden scene, everyone was stunned.
They looked at Anahita incredulously, it was unbelievable, he was hit just like that, why didn't he dodge?
He surely could have dodged it!
Across the field, only a few, including Goddess of Fire Glaire, Dracula VI, and the Thin Old Man, had keen eyes and noticed some subtleties.
