"Hard Skills?"
"Something's off!"
In the courtyard, witnessing Zhao Tingxiao being punched back several steps, several True Inheritors were somewhat astonished.
The other students lying or standing on the ground slightly widened their eyes, with Cao Tong beside them not yet recovering from his shock.
"What great strength!"
Zhao Tingxiao frowned and said, slowly raising his eyes with his arms folded across his chest.
The White Light Strength flowed continuously, covering his arms.
Seeing that he was not injured, Chen Feng stomped his foot, charging forward with a cold look.
Shua!
Starving Tiger Jumping Mace, one of the eleven moves of the Flame Tiger Stance.
His figure leapt forward, the ground shook, and he threw another punch.
Weng!!
The fist shadow emerged, howling as it tore through the air.
The expression on Jiang Hu beside them changed slightly, never expecting someone to possess greater strength than himself.
Bang!!
