Whoosh!
In the not-so-spacious corridor, a sudden gust of wind rose up.
It was the forceful wind stirred up when Hall Master Wu moved.
In everyone's eyes, the training hall turned into a streak of white Phantom that flashed in front of Qin Hao. A foot lashed out at him, dashing, clean, vicious!
"It's coming! My cousin's signature move, the Tornado Kick!" In that instant, Teacher Liu clenched his fists, face full of excitement.
The others all shook their heads slightly.
The hall's trump card was close-quarters combat.
Yet Qin Hao had let someone get in close so easily, and he hadn't even reacted.
No need to say it, the outcome was already obvious.
"What a pity! I thought he was a real fighter. Didn't expect he only knows how to run his mouth."
"Yeah, for a moment there I actually thought he was really strong, could go two minutes with the Hall Master. Now it seems I was wrong."
"Idiot! Absolute idiot!"
