One Move!!!
In one move, the illustrious Four Clouds from the Traceless Heaven Yunxing Ancient Sect was defeated by Su Chen, and the defeat was so tragic, almost gravely injured and close to death...
This scene was something Zhao Funí and Zhao Lingxi never anticipated. Zhao Funí, who was seated, stood up at this moment, her scalp tingling with a piercing screech, her somewhat weathered face trembling.
On closer look, even her hands were shaking, enough to imagine the tsunami-like shock in her heart.
As for Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi, they were already drenched in sweat, sweat of excitement, so stirred that their entire bloodline felt as if it was burning, overwhelming heat, their eyes were frighteningly bright, like hooks, firmly fixed on Su Chen and the Four Clouds, no words could describe even a fraction of their trembling terror.
