The green-clothed youth stood with his hands behind his back in the Wuji Hall, and his sigh echoed in everyone's ears.
"This... what is going on here?"
"I clearly didn't feel him unleash any strong aura, how did one palm send Master Xiao Ye flying?"
"Could it be that Master Xiao Ye deliberately held back?"
"No, it must be that this guy is too powerful!"
...
At this moment, an uproar exploded in the Wuji Hall, and the martial artists from various sect forces were left speechless.
In the eyes of these outsiders, the green-clothed youth stepped forward to Xiao Ye and then struck with one palm, sending Xiao Ye flying, yet throughout the process, he didn't release any aura or cultivation fluctuation, as if an ordinary person had struck a palm.
Yet such a simple palm actually sent the foremost figure of the Central State's younger generation, Xiao Ye, spitting blood and flying backwards!
"Oh no, Master!"
"Master, are you okay?"
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