"They all backed off that far?"
Jiang Xiaobai glanced back, his expression turning slightly odd when he saw that everyone around him had cleared away.
"Heir Jiang, let them see just how powerful your finger strike is!"
Pei Shen spoke up.
"Gladly!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded and slowly raised his right hand.
Tang Ningshuang's expression grew more intent, but her brows soon furrowed.
Indeed, Jiang Xiaobai's cuffs were rather wide, and he had drawn his arm back slightly, leaving most of his hand hidden.
There was no way to see exactly what he was doing.
Everyone around him watched closely as well.
Projecting a finger strike through the air required sufficiently profound internal energy.
Under everyone's gazes, Jiang Xiaobai slowly raised his left hand as well.
Then he pressed his left hand against his right arm, looking... very much as though he were circulating his energy and gathering qi.
"Tch, he's really using a finger technique? With those skinny arms and legs, how much Force Energy could he possibly muster?"
"Killing God Pei said he's a Nine Realm Grandmaster. Watch your mouth, or he might hear you."
"A Grandmaster? Why can't I see it?"
Some people from the Martial World nearby murmured among themselves.
Before their murmurs faded, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly barked, "Break!"
Bang!
An explosive report abruptly rang through the hall.
A flash of flame flared and vanished.
Several people from the Martial World nearby felt their ears jolt and stumbled half a step back in fright.
The Mystic Scale Armor on the dummy shuddered violently.
Then a gash was blasted straight through its chest.
The tightly packed scales flew apart.
Several fragments struck the floor with a series of clinks and clatters.
The entire hall fell deathly silent.
The Wulin People who had been mocking Jiang Xiaobai stared wide-eyed,