One punch!
With just one punch, he blasted an expert beside Wu Lie into oblivion. Such strength was enough to make everyone present see him in an entirely new light.
He had held back when he crossed hands with Tu Xin earlier, and their exchange had ended without a result, forcibly stopped by Wen Ruo Ruo.
Now that they had seen the black-robed youth punch the extraordinary Swift Sword Wang Lei flying, they naturally gained an entirely new understanding of him.
Tu Xin finally stopped turning the pages. His gaze swept over the black-robed youth's hand before settling on his calm, composed face. His eyes were exceedingly strange.
He knew that he had been far too careless just now. If Wen Ruo Ruo had not intervened in time to block that strike for him, he might truly have suffered a major loss at the hands of this seemingly frail fellow.
Qin Han was equally astonished. He stared wide-eyed at the black-robed youth and muttered, "He actually possesses such strength."
After her brief shock, Wen Ruo Ruo broke into a delicate giggle. She reached out and seized the black-robed youth's sleeve, her face brimming with feminine charm as she said, "Young Master Xiangma is truly amazing. You've nearly melted Weak Weak's heart."
The black-robed youth raised his arm, trying to pull his sleeve free from Wen Ruo Ruo's grasp. However, after several attempts, he still failed.
Wen Ruo Ruo blinked her innocent, limpid eyes and gazed pitifully at the black-robed youth. "Young Master Yan Ma, do you really dislike Weak Weak that much? Didn't we agree just now to climb Kunlun together in search of the divine palace?"
"Miss Wen, please conduct yourself with dignity."
"How have I failed to conduct myself with dignity?" Wen Ruo Ruo said with an aggrieved