Liu Tian stood his ground, making no move to dodge as the sharp projectile flew toward him.
Just as the scrap of cloth, now a deadly projectile, was about to strike, Liu Tian advanced instead of retreating, taking a step forward.
Then, he opened his mouth and actually caught the scrap of cloth between his teeth.
Simultaneously, Lin Hao's fist arrived.
Unafraid, Liu Tian threw a punch of his own.
RUMBLE!
The floating Saint Institute battlefield trembled, and the very air above them seemed to crackle and explode with a deafening bang.
Moreover, the shockwave from their collision radiated outward, sending some Saint Institute disciples flying.
THUD, THUD, THUD!
Even those not sent flying were forced back several steps before they could regain their footing.
This left the crowd horrified.
Among those sent flying were disciples at the Second Layer of Soul Gathering Realm, and among those who stumbled back, many were even at the Soul Gathering Realm Third Layer.
