A wave of energy surged outward, shaking the objects in the room into the air. They crashed down in a scattered mess.
The flames of anger in An Qingxue's eyes burned even brighter, as if they might spill over.
"You broke into my house, and now you dare wreck my things?"
Qin Chen: ???
"Wind Cloud Palm!"
An Qingxue gave a sharp cry and drove her palm forward with a second burst of force. A powerful wave erupted from her palm, sending Qin Chen stumbling back several steps.
"Hmm?!"
Qin Chen looked at An Qingxue in surprise again, but this time his astonishment was far greater than before.
He had been sent flying partly because he hadn't taken her seriously, seeing that she was only at the peak of Body Tempering Seventh Layer. More importantly, An Qingxue's fighting strength was clearly far beyond what her level suggested.
He had never fought a Body Tempering Ninth Layer Martial Artist.
But he was certain that the power of An Qingxue's palm just now was no weaker than that of an ordinary Body Tempering Ninth Layer Martial Artist.
Compared to Qin Chen's shock, An Qingxue was every bit as stunned—and perhaps even more so.
The instant they first clashed, she had also learned Qin Chen's level.
Body Tempering Eighth Layer Peak!
But that hadn't made her afraid in the slightest.
She had defeated more than one Body Tempering Ninth Layer opponent. What was a Body Tempering Eighth Layer Peak opponent to her?
So, by her original reckoning, once she used Wind Cloud Palm, she should have been able to injure him—perhaps even badly.
But all he'd done was take a few steps back. Not a scratch on him?
An Qingxue narrowed her eyes, her gaze darkening.
It seemed this good-looking fellow before her