"However, being able to face Zhang Xingyun's full-force strike head-on suggests that his strength is not weak."
Some martial artists disagreed with the grey-clad blade master's conclusion and refuted.
"Stop arguing. Anyway, those energy crystal stones are out of our reach now. Just watch carefully."
An elderly man with white hair chastised, and everyone lowered their heads in contemplation, finding it logical. Just one Chu Ming alone wasn't something they could handle, and now with Zhang Xingyun, the three energy crystal stones were certainly beyond their grasp.
In midair, Zhang Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, emanating a dangerous aura. He said casually, "Your strength is indeed decent, to withstand eighty percent of my strike."
"What?! Zhang Xingyun's previous strike was only eighty percent of his strength?"
"Hahaha, I said it before, Zhang Xingyun in full force, how could that young man in white be a match?"
