Silence fell over Tea Room No. 1.
Feng Wenli stared at Jun Wangchen, who had appeared behind the men in black like a ghost. His pupils contracted, disbelief written all over his face.
Just a moment ago, Jun Wangchen had been standing with his back to the two men in black.
In a single instant, he had moved behind them. Could a human possibly achieve such terrifying speed?
Cold sweat broke out on the backs of the two burly men in black as well.
One instant!
It had taken just one instant!
Before their eyes could even register it, Jun Wangchen had appeared behind them!
Drip!
The sound of sweat hitting the floor suddenly broke the tea room's silence.
Sweat covered the two men's foreheads, trickling down their pale faces before slowly falling to the floor.
Terrifying!
The young man behind them was absolutely terrifying!
The hands resting on their shoulders were like the hands of God. Suffocating pressure swept over them, threatening to choke the life out of them.
Watching them grit their teeth and struggle to hold on, Jun Wangchen's smile widened.
The pressure exerted by a Grandmaster Level (Fourth Grade) Alchemist was terrifying. Especially after studying the Soul Scripture, his understanding and control of soul power had reached new heights.
Suppressing two mid-stage yellow tier martial artists with soul pressure was as easy as drinking water.
Thud!
As Jun Wangchen increased his soul pressure, the two men in black could no longer endure it. Their trembling legs buckled, and they dropped straight to their knees.
"Hey, what's this supposed to mean? Do you admire me so much that you want to kneel at my feet?" A hint of mockery flashed through Jun Wangchen's eyes as he looked at the two terrified men kneeling before him, though he