Lin Nan was watching from the side, stunned, thinking that this fight wouldn't happen.
But after Wu Zhiwei chased the man away, the fight was still on.
Qin Feng clapped his hands and cheered, "Refreshing, I'll spar with you! But you better be ready to lose!"
Wu Zhiwei laughed, "Same to you!"
With a wave of his right hand, a white banner one meter tall appeared in his hand, with the words "Soul-Calling Banner" embroidered in gold.
As the white banner moved, a chilling wind howled.
A black shadow appeared, towering ten meters high, like a giant with a fierce look, and it punched toward Qin Feng.
The air was filled with a wailing sound, and the immense pressure caused the surrounding airflow to oscillate.
Lin Nan was so frightened that she took two steps back, her right hand unconsciously reaching for her pistol.
Qin Feng stood still, lightly smiling as he made hand seals, then suddenly shouted, "Om!"
