"Th-that was so fast!"
"Did he really not use Soul Power?"
"There wasn't any Soul Power fluctuation around him. He didn't use Soul Power."
"How terrifying. Is this Heaven Dou's Chief? His reputation truly precedes him."
Yang Yuan had only casually shown a bit of his skill, yet everyone was shocked by the speed he displayed.
Among the Five Elements Academy students, Yu Tianxin, Huo Wu, Feng Xiaotian, Shui Yuer, and the others who considered themselves exceptionally talented all looked at Yang Yuan with grave expressions.
They could not understand how Yang Yuan had managed to unleash such speed without using Soul Power.
On Heaven Dou Academy's side, everyone shouted loudly, their faces filled with excitement.
In the arena, Lei Dong, who was facing Yang Yuan firsthand, stiffened. The astonishment on his face turned to terror.
A powerful sense of oppression engulfed him, as though the surrounding air had turned into a swamp, leaving him unable to move.
The sensation immediately filled him with fear.
In his eyes, Yang Yuan was like some savage beast.
After Yang Yuan spoke, he slowly raised his right hand.
Yang Yuan's hand did not move quickly, yet Lei Dong could not dodge. He could only let that slender-fingered hand settle "lightly" on his shoulder.
Yet the moment that "light" palm landed on his shoulder, a crisp crack came from it.
Lei Dong immediately screamed. His shoulder drooped limply, and with no warning, his body fell to his knees before Yang Yuan with a thud. The stone tiles beneath his knees shattered, cracks spreading outward like a spiderweb.
"Th-this..."
"That palm looked so light, yet it had such power?"
"Wasn't Yang Yuan's Martial Soul supposed to be eyes? Why do I feel like his Martial Soul isn't eyes at all, but some incredibly powerful strength-type