Blustering Immortalization Spell

Ling Yan activated the Lightning Steps in mid-air and instantly adjusted his body. After which, he fell to the ground and the muscles on his thighs suddenly tensed up, immediately offsetting the force of the impact. His face was flushed red and there was a tinge of excitement in his eyes.

Good, good fight!

On the other hand, Pang Qiang did not expect that Ling Yan's seemingly ordinary punch would actually release such a powerful force at the last moment.

Pang Qiang's body spun a few times in midair before falling to the ground with a "whoosh" as he used his sword to prop himself up. Only then did he stand up. His chest heaved up and down; it was obvious that the blood in his body was churning.

"You …" A hint of surprise flashed through Pang Qiang's eyes. That power just now, it seemed to be … He wasn't sure.

Impossible, impossible! Pang Qiang stared at Ling Yan in shock, as waves of shock raged within his heart.

A few of the 108 generals of the Crimson Nimbus Guild also arrived. They seemed to have noticed the mystery behind Ling Yan's fist and their expressions instantly became as incredulous as Pang Qiang's.

Normally, a martial arts genius who used fists or swords would only be able to comprehend fist wind or sword wind at the 4th level of the Mortal realm or around the 8th level of the Mortal realm!

As for Ling Yan, he had a cultivation base at the peak of the second level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage!

Such a cultivation had already comprehended something that an ordinary martial artist would never be able to comprehend in their entire life. This perception was simply monstrous!

It seems like Jiang Bo and Ouyang Yaojuan weren't as terrifying at this stage as they were now … They were all shocked and couldn't help but take a glance at Jiang Bo and Ouyang Yaojuan, who were at a corner of the square.

"Fist light, haha, boy, I am a little interested in you now."

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded from the round plaza of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School. The voice seemed to come from all directions, and the tone of the voice contained indifference and a faint surprise.

The group of new students looked around, not knowing where this sound came from. It sounded like it came from the horizon, but it also looked like it came from close by.

When the seniors heard this voice, their expressions could not help but abruptly change. Although they knew who had made this sound, they did not have the courage to look directly at it.

And the content of that voice caused a huge commotion in the hearts of this group of people!

What, fist light?!

They knew about fist light, but they didn't see it with their eyes. This was why Ling Yan had suddenly exploded and used such a powerful force to send Pang Zi flying.

So it was fist light! This was a fist light that could increase the destructive power of a martial artist by more than 50%!

How old was Ling Yan, and how much cultivation did he have?! No one dared to imagine what level he would reach in the future.

This time, there was a hint of fear in the eyes of everyone looking at Ling Yan, especially those sword disciples who had once had conflicts with Ling Yan. At this moment, there was a trace of fear in the eyes of everyone looking at Ling Yan, especially those sword disciples who had once ridiculed Ling Yan.

Ling Yan's heart stirred. He keenly caught the source of the sound. "Shua!" He turned around and saw a certain corner of the circular plaza of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

Hm? Ouyang Yaojuan?

Ouyang Yaojuan's appearance surprised Ling Yan a little, but it was only an accident. Ling Yan felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart when he saw the young man standing there, and a special feeling arose in his heart. She did not seem to be standing there; she seemed to be blending with the environment, appearing and disappearing at the same time.

This person was very strong!

Ling Yan's eyes narrowed as his heart trembled!