Counterattack

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What was going on here? Zhu Lang was actually sent flying with a single move?

Though this guy was a Ten Meridians, his battle prowess was completely comparable to an Eleven Meridians, even a peak stage Eleven Meridians.

Who could believe this?

They all looked towards Ling Han. This young man looked to be a few years younger than even Zhu Lang, but his battle prowess was so strong that he practically looked like a monster.

"Good one, Captain Ling!"

"Good fight!"

There was a scattered cheer. These were the five people who had witnessed Ling Han's terrifying power on the warship. Previously, they had not dared to shout, fearing that they would be beaten to death by their companions, but now that Ling Han had sent Zhu Lang flying, they naturally had no more reservations.

It was a shame that they hadn't been able to transfer to Ling Han's team. Otherwise, they would have been even more proud.