Strong Enemies Around

The flames were four-colored.

Everyone at the door subconsciously retreated and closed their eyes.

A few people who rushed over later were instantly burned by the intense fire.

They covered their eyes and wailed in pain.

"Ah! What the hell is this? Are my eyes crippled?"

"How did this happen? Would my beautiful eyes disappear forever?"

Wu Zhong and a few Great Martial Masters from the Morning Sun Dojo subconsciously closed their eyes.

Not to mention those students whose strength was inferior to theirs, everyone who had wanted to clamor was now wailing.

"This skill…"

Wu Zhong was extremely shocked.

He was more afraid.

If Lin Bai had used this move when he was fighting with him just now, he would probably be a corpse by now.

At this moment, the flames dissipated.

Zhou Cheng fell hard in front of everyone.

His face was filled with pain, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.