"Haha, it truly is your honor, otherwise..." Qiu Luo was the first to laugh, but the laughter didn't last. Qin Feng waved his hand and brought Golden Fist Wind towards him. The punch seemed not very powerful, but the speed had reached an astonishing level.
"Bang!"
A muffled explosion echoed in the hall, and soon, Qiu Luo, with his two great achievements in the Holy Land, instantly erupted and was annihilated along with his soul.
Before the crowd could react, Qin Feng had already slowly extended his finger. It was a very ordinary gesture. He pointed at the White-faced Scholar. The color of the scholar's face suddenly turned pale. He only wanted to turn around and flee. Under everyone's surprised gaze, he dashed straight with a beam of light. Soon, the White-faced Scholar followed in Qiu Luo's footsteps.
