"Uh... that gust just now, was it really that strong? It was clearly just a breeze, hardly any power at all."
Ye Xuan smiled. From beginning to end he hadn't been the slightest bit worried; he'd simply treated that hurricane as an ordinary whistle of wind. Him shattering it with a single Sword Slash was, if anything, perfectly reasonable.
Lei Zhenzi, standing in the distance, had long since gone blank with shock. He was astonished that the Divine Skills he unleashed were actually unable to withstand a single blow from someone else's Sword.
How was that possible?
Especially when he saw the calm expression on Ye Xuan's face, Lei Zhenzi was even more dumbfounded.
"I'm talking to you. Just who are you?"
Lei Zhenzi seemed a little angry now. Ye Xuan's obvious disdain made him furious, and he barked out the question.
"Oh, my name's Ye Xuan. By the way, that gust of wind just now, was that you who blew it out? It felt pretty cool."
