The two palms, filled with magical power summoned by both individuals, were indeed tremendously forceful. When the two palms collided with a heavy thud, the released magic was so intense that it caused the surrounding stone bricks to crack, creating very apparent Magical Fluctuations.
Both Huayu Ting and Feng stumbled back a great deal from that palm strike. Feng seemed to struggle, kneeling on the ground with her sword, unable to suppress a mouthful of blood.
"Feng!" Seeing her condition, both Hu Daoke and Cheng Ziang grew anxious.
"It's nothing…" Feng coughed lightly a couple of times and gestured with her hand to signal that.
However, what made Feng feel somewhat desperate was that her powerful strike seemingly did not inflict any harm on Huayu Ting. He simply shook off his posture, patted the dust off his body, and appeared unruffled as if nothing had happened.
"Let's stop here; I already have a rough idea of your level," Huayu Ting said calmly.
