A sinister look appeared in Chu Yu's eyes.
He raised his palm and it landed on the saint's head.
Too fast!
And too vicious!
His slap had crushed all the bones in the man's head.
He became a lifeless, headless corpse as he slowly fell to the ground.
The ground beneath him wasn't damaged at all!
Chu Yu's control of his strength was impeccable!
His was extremely swift.
After a couple of flashes, he took down all ten of the young practitioners who were about to strike.
Vanquished!
He only used seconds!
He had a few cuts on his flesh and there was a bit of blood.
But he didn't care.
The remaining hundred or so of them were stupefied!
Was he human?
Is he really a saint like us?
Not a Great Saint?
The youths were absolutely outstanding in their own clans!
They were at the pinnacle of the universe but at least top ten!
That was the reason why they were entrusted with such a pertinent mission.
How old was Chu Yu again?