Seeing Song Yun strike with his palm, Qi Tian reacted swiftly, launching a punch towards Song Yun.
The punch was powerful; as soon as he swung, the violent gust of wind caused Song Yun's robe to flutter and his hair to blow backward.
In contrast, Song Yun's palm strike emitted a faint True Qi, gathering between his palms.
Yet, nothing was released, it was akin to pulling the trigger of a gun but it misfired.
Those who had witnessed the power of the Void-breaking Palm, like the five Beast Spirit Clans—Wolf, Tiger, Leopard, Bear, and Insect—still accepted it.
But at that moment, the people of the Python Spirit Clan were all perplexed.
Subsequently, they all started laughing, treating Song Yun as a joke.
"Haha, did this kid get kicked in the head by a donkey? Is this his palm technique? It's not even worth a fart."
"The speed is fast, but his ability in direct combat is nearly zero."
"Looks like he's about to get killed by Yuan Zhen."
