That huge palm, broad as a cattail fan, came smashing down with a vicious gale that tore through the air!
This strike was immensely powerful, the pure strength of his Immovable Ming King!
He would use this palm to swat this fly that had disrupted his rhythm straight out of the arena!
"Han Yuchen, get out of the way!"
Tang San's roar carried a trace of hoarseness!
The Blue Silver Grass in his hands surged wildly, but it simply could not keep up with Zhao Wuji's speed!
"No!"
Xiao Wu let out a shriek, all color instantly draining from her pretty face.
Dai Mubai's pupils shrank sharply into dangerous pinpoints. He even instinctively began to mobilize his Soul Power to rush forward!
Teacher Zhao was getting serious!
Han Yuchen raised his head and looked at the terrifying bear paw that blotted out the sky as it grew larger and larger in his vision.
Yes, yes, yes! This was exactly the force!
This was exactly the feeling!
A Soul Sage's full-force attack—pure physical damage, without the slightest bit of holding back!
If this still didn't count as Restraint against a frail Sickly Child like me, then where the hell was the justice in that?!
Come on, baby!
Let me feel your passion!
In his mind, that cold yet pleasant mechanical voice arrived right on schedule.
Ding!
[Origin Talent [Restraint] activated!] [Determined to be a single-target physical assault attack. Restraint relationship established!] [This attack is 100% nullified!] [Its power will be reflected back to the caster at 200% strength!]
The next second.
Time seemed to have been paused.
That enormous bear paw stopped less than an inch above Han Yuchen's head.
The violent palm wind sent his black hair dancing wildly behind him, revealing his smooth forehead.
Yet he was