The crowd was collectively dumbfounded!
They watched as Zhao Dong grabbed one of Hai Dongqing's legs and swung him overhead like a giant windmill, spinning him at high speed. Hai Dongqing was spun until he was completely disoriented, projectile-vomiting the contents of his stomach. The disgusting spray sent the surrounding crowd scrambling backward in a panic.
Even so, a few Disciples who couldn't dodge in time were splashed with the foul mess. The sour stench was nauseating to the extreme!
THUD!
Zhao Dong let go. Hai Dongqing's body flew through the air like a kite with a broken string before crashing heavily to the ground.
The entire area fell into a dead silence, shock written on every face.
"Senior Brother Hai actually… lost?"
"This Zhao Dong is too strong. Even Senior Brother Hai was no match for him?"
"That young man is so handsome! Please, join the Qingyun Sect! I'm willing to be your cultivation partner!"
"Me too! I'm willing too!"
