They had no doubt that if each move were to land on their bodies, it would directly pierce through them.
Yet now Wang Ye's eyes showed no signs of fluctuation, and the frequency of his breathing and chest movements remained normal, indicating Wang Ye hadn't exerted any force.
Even without exerting force, Wang Ye could release such a loud momentum; if Wang Ye were to use his full strength to perform the Black Dragon Eighteen Hands, how terrifying would the power be? I'm afraid even if a tank were parked in front of Wang Ye, he could tear it into countless iron scraps with the Black Dragon Eighteen Hands!
But what shocked Ning Junyi and the surrounding people the most was,
Wang Ye's movements were incredibly precise,
Even more precise than Ning Junyi's earlier demonstration.
In comparison, Ning Junyi's techniques seemed like child's play, as soft as Meow Meow Fist,
Ning Junyi, noticing the skeptical looks from those around him, felt his face turn alternately blue and red.
