Elder Tong Xuan stood outside the barrier of the field of light. With him there, there was no need to worry that the barrier would fail to hold.
Everyone stared intently at the young man who was simultaneously fighting three Black Mist Army commanders without falling into a disadvantage. Their expressions were strange as discussions broke out, with praise and criticism mixed together.
"This kid...!" Seeing this scene, Mang Qian Chi finally felt somewhat reassured. Though this was only the beginning, the strength Xiao Heng had displayed truly put his mind at ease—while also astonishing him.
On the plaza, Xiao Heng held the enormous shield aloft in his left hand while his right fist clashed with the brawny man's. Below them, the explosion of ice and snow had yet to subside.
"Gentlemen, the warm-up is over. Now then, please, you three kids...!"
Xiao Heng's voice echoed through the plaza. In an instant, all three men's expressions changed. Illusory dragon scales emerged, and Xiao Heng's strength abruptly surged.
Boom!
An even greater force erupted, directly smashing the space before him into collapse and sending the brawny man flying.
Xiao Heng withdrew his right hand as flames surged forth, blazing fiercely.
Great Flame Ring!
With a sharp shout, Xiao Heng struck upward with his palm. Incomparably scorching flames spun forth in a violent torrent, colliding head-on with the energy hand seal.
Boom! Heaven and earth trembled as the temperature soared. The sea of fire spread directly outward, and its terrifying power and scorching heat shattered the final seal of the Imperial Seal Art. Yet the Imperial Seal Art was no joke. Though it had expended some of its power while contending with the shield, it still shattered the vortex of flames.
The powerful shockwave from the explosion forced Gu Zhen to retreat