Zhang Qiling cupped his hands in a return salute, his aura surging by the moment, his clothes billowing as he plunged into the midst of the twelve Quanxing members like a tiger into a flock of sheep.
A crop-haired man in a tank top struck out with a palm, the sound like a roaring mountain and a churning sea, the wind of his strike like furious billows and towering waves, utterly unstoppable.
"I am Wang Yanqiu!"
Chapter 238