The old man and another martial artist of the eighth level of the Yang Wheel stepped back in unison, both staring incredulously at Chu Nan, unable to believe he had slain a martial artist of the seventh level of the Yang Wheel with just one strike.
The old man, upon witnessing this scene, gradually shed his disdainful expression and adopted a somber demeanor.
To be able to slay a martial artist of the seventh level of the Yang Wheel at sixteen, if allowed to grow, the future of the Zhang family would be very dangerous.
"Zhang Mingyi, attack with full force!" the old man commanded once more.
The martial artist known as Zhang Mingyi declared, "Elder, rest assured, he must die today!"
Zhang Mingyi leaped forward, fists gathering spiritual power, like a ferocious tiger rushing to pounce on Chu Nan.
"Good timing!" Murderous intent flashed in Chu Nan's eyes as he unleashed a punch.
He confronted Zhang Mingyi with his Thunderous Dominating Fist.
Bam!
