Everyone in the hall was stunned by Luo Feng's domineering words. No one understood why Luo Feng, whose cultivation was clearly a level below Zheng Yuan's, dared to speak so boldly.
Luotian watched Luo Feng standing in the middle of the hall like a javelin, his eyes brightening slightly as he looked on with some anticipation.
"Luo Feng, you're too arrogant. Today, I will teach you a lesson!"
Pushed to his limit by Luo Feng's derision and insults, Zheng Yuan felt his chest would explode with anger. He leaped directly opposite Luo Feng.
"Tide Control Palm!"
With a roar, he aimed a palm strike at Luo Feng.
WHOOSH...
The palm wind blew Luo Feng's black hair, making it fly up. It was fierce, and the hall faintly filled with the sound of an ebbing and flowing tide.
