At this moment, Mao Jing wasn't about to stand around posing after releasing his cultivation.
He charged forward in a flash, reaching the exorcist before anyone could react.
He raised his hand and struck with his palm.
The South Koreans below wanted to warn him, but it was already too late.
Bang!
The cold-faced South Korean let out a scream as Mao Jing's palm sent him flying off the platform. He rolled across the ground with a series of bangs, unable even to stand.
"Ah, damn it!"
"Oppa Hoon!"
"..."
While the South Koreans rushed over to save him,
the Feng Shui community of Lian Port City erupted in excitement.
"We won!"
"So strong, so strong!"
"What an incredible member of the younger generation. With this level of cultivation, let alone among the young, I doubt we could find anyone like him even among Lian Port City's older generation!"
"Director Bai, where did they come from?"
"With cultivation like that, he must rank among the best in the entire Feng Shui world, right?"
"..."
The Feng Shui practitioners of Lian Port City were utterly shocked. The way they looked at Mao Jing had completely changed.
Mao Jing did not even spare the fallen exorcist a glance before turning and walking back toward us.
Watching Mao Jing step down from the platform, Zuo Feng drew a sharp breath.
"So powerful..."
As he stood there in shock, a woman from the South Korean side leaped onto the platform.
She was also the only female exorcist among South Korea's seven young people.
The moment she stepped onto the stage, she formed a hand seal.
Then she pointed it at the center of her brow...
In an instant, a blood-red vertical mark appeared between her eyebrows.
As the mark emerged, the female exorcist spoke