Ling Han's Reaction

"Miss, everyone's only sparring. There's no need to make such a fuss," Zhang Tong said with a smile. He pressed his hand outward, and the beauty in green trembled uncontrollably as if she had been struck by a heavy pressure. She was barely able to maintain her balance.

Zhang Tong was at the consummate level of the Mountain River Tier, while the beauty in green was only at the early stage of the low extreme. The difference in their cultivation level was like an insurmountable gulf.

"Junior Sister!" the sturdy man cried in alarm. However, the four lackeys had already found a way to counter his battle technique and thus suppress him. That being the case, how could he help the beauty in green?

"Is this really the Majestic Heaven Sect?" someone murmured softly. "How can their disciples be so arrogant?"