Who could have imagined that Ling Han would be able to withstand the attack of a Saint?
This was completely unfathomable. In fact, the disciples were unable to digest this even though they had witnessed it with their very own eyes.
Hu Yingmu also widened his eyes in shock. He was unable to believe what he saw.
'What the f*ck?!
'Holy motherf*cker! Have I been cursed or something, causing the power of my attack to drop considerably? Otherwise, how could an Eternal River Tier elite have blocked my attack? This doesn't make sense… This doesn't make any sense at all!'
There was a period of deathly silence before a chorus of deafening cheers suddenly erupted.
This was incredibly uplifting!
Although they had felt refreshed when hearing Ling Han and the large black dog ridicule Hu Yingmu just then, they had all been aware that doing so was merely a cheap shot of no significance. In the end, what was truly important was still strength.