A sharp flash of light appeared in Yīn Wúfēng's eyes. The sword on the table quivered slightly, and without any visible movement on his part, it flew straight into his hand.
Immediately, a deafening ringing of the blade echoed through the air, and a terrifying wave of sword qi swept past like a violent gale tearing through bamboo leaves, surging straight up into the clouds.
Although the cafeteria's materials were specially reinforced, they were still gouged out into several holes by the sheer force of the sword qi. With two loud bangs, several chunks of the ceiling collapsed.
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