Fane’s punch sent the Third Elder flying backward, so much so that she flew about 100 meters before she regained her footing.
“Ah!” The Third Elder grasped her right arm with her left arm. Her right arm was fractured due to the impact as the bones broke into several sections.
“How’s this possible? The Third Elder is hurt!”
“It looks like her arm has been broken, doesn’t it? Tsk, tsk! She might only heal in about eight to ten days, even if she took pills to heal her wound!”
“Oh my… What’s the fighting prowess of that young man? The Third Elder is a master with a higher combat power in our ancient clan, yet this young man bested her so easily? Her combat power is one of the highest among the elders in the peak stage of the true god-level!”
The disciples from the Pavilion of Soaring Eagles were shocked to the core as their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. What happened had completely overturned their recognition.
In their opinion, it was impossible for geniuses of the younger generation to compete with masters of the older generation, no matter how strong they were. After all, not only were the elders in the peak stage of the true god-level, but they were also in this fighting prowess level for many years.
They audibly gulped.
“This guy is too strong!” Daniella gulped. “I wonder what’ll happen if he uses his full power!”
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