"Hm?" Meng Xin's face darkened.
Though he had not used his full strength in that move, he had used most of it to establish his authority. Yet someone had come right up to him and blocked it without him sensing a thing. Just how powerful was that?
He hurriedly turned his head. What entered his sight was a young man, one of the newcomers. His expression was calm, his lips thin, and he looked somewhat delicate—nothing like an expert.
Though he could not judge the other party's strength from his appearance, he knew this person was anything but simple.
"What are you trying to do? Are you rebelling too?"
Shocked inwardly, Meng Xin furrowed his brows and shook his arm, trying to pull it back.
Creak! Creak!
The other party's two fingers were like golden hoops. No matter how much strength he used, he could not break free.
"What?"
Meng Xin was horrified.
He was a peak Great Triple Stage Half-step Ruler, only a single step away from the legendary realm of Rulers. Yet even with all his strength, he could not even retract his arm. How was that possible?
It would have been one thing if the other party had also looked strained from using all his strength, but the key was that he looked utterly calm—and was using only two fingers!
Two fingers had suppressed him... Could the person before him be a Ruler?
"What are you trying to do?"
Though shocked, he also knew that if the other party truly struck, he would not even have a chance to flee. He immediately forced down his panic and spoke.
"Although we're newcomers and don't understand the rules, there's no need to be this harsh, is there? Starting with an argument will hurt the harmony between us. How are