SWOOSH—
A violent gale howled past.
Eight experts at the Martial Master Level launched a thunderous assault, their combined might truly extraordinary.
However, faced with their assault, Chen Han remained rooted to the spot, not a hint of fear on his face.
"Perfect. I'll use you all to test the power of the Wind and Cloud Finger!"
Chen Han remarked calmly.
Thunder Tiger Charge!
Thunderbolt Palm!
...
The eight Martial Artists unleashed their signature techniques, shooting forward like arrows loosed from a bow.
Suddenly, Chen Han's eyes grew sharp. The aura of a Martial Master First Layer erupted from him as he thrust a finger forward, unleashing the power he had been gathering!
From his index finger, a burst of white light suddenly shot toward the nearest Candidate Disciple.
BANG!
Like a bolt of lightning, the white light vanished in an instant.
And the Candidate Disciple who had been shouting the loudest just moments before crashed to the ground with a thud.
