The youth lifted his arm, and with a flick of his finger, he pointed into the void towards Liu Ming.
With a "puh" sound,
An invisible gale reached in front of Liu Ming so fast that he didn't even have time to think.
He instinctively jerked his head to the side; the gale brushed past his ear and struck the stone wall not far behind him.
Immediately, a hole as thick as a finger appeared.
"Gang Qi!"
After witnessing the scene, Liu Ming's face drastically changed.
The frail youth on the golden chair chuckled, his fingers flicking out one after another in rapid succession.
With a rousing "chichi" sound, several gales flashed by, aiming at different parts of Liu Ming's body simultaneously.
But Liu Ming, now prepared, wasn't about to stay still; his body swiftly swayed, leaving a trail of afterimages as he appeared a few meters away.
The gusts of finger wind passed by in a flash, adding several more holes to the stone wall behind him.