There were disciples familiar with Zeng Ling whispering in the audience.

"Is this the only skill?"

Unexpectedly, Zhan Wuque didn't care at all, but his eyes showed disappointment.

He raised his hand gently and slapped it out with his palm.

The palm came out, and the strong wind suddenly rose, hovering in front of Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque's hand in Void, grabbed the whirlwind and swung forward.

"What!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

What kind of martial arts is this that can actually catch the wind!

It's simply unheard of.
Chapter completed!