Tu Xiong's fist, unleashed power from midair.
Spiritual Power instantly transformed into an absolutely dominant aura, a powerful oppressive force, enveloping Chu Fengmian, bearing down on him.
Chu Fengmian stood his ground, slowly lifting his hand and pointing a fingertip towards the sky.
With one touch, that oppressive force completely shattered.
No matter how fierce Tu Xiong's attacks were, Chu Fengmian stood unmoving, utterly unaffected.
"What cultivation technique has this man practiced? How can it be so bizarre? How can he dissolve my Spiritual Power so easily?"
Tu Xiong furrowed his brow. His two consecutive punches had been effortlessly neutralized in front of Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian's realm was only at the Wind-Riding Realm, so Tu Xiong believed that Chu Fengmian's ability to dissolve his attacks was likely due to his cultivation technique.
