Taoist Breathing Technique!
Xia Han was already numb with shock.
The young man before him knew far too many things, and every one of his Cultivation Techniques was of an exceptionally high grade.
Mastering so many top-tier Cultivation Techniques was a near-impossible feat.
Even a genius like Xia Han had only mastered two top-tier Cultivation Techniques in a century, yet Bai Yuan seemed to possess a full five!
As he reeled in shock, he saw Bai Yuan press forward.
This time, however, Bai Yuan didn't strike with his saber or his leg. Instead, he looked as if he was about to say something.
ROAR!
A lion's roar, like a clap of thunder, ripped through the courtyard.
The Jiuyang Association disciples and Patrol Office constables watching from hundreds of meters away were so overwhelmed by the terrifying sound that they bled from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth before fainting.
To say nothing of Xia Han, who was right in front of him.
Xia Han's mind suddenly went blank.
