"Amitabha, I am Hui Ling," the old monk said, nodding at Chen Feng as a sign of greeting, his aura starting to show.
"Chen Feng," he replied after tossing the young man aside, facing Hui Ling.
Swoosh!
The next moment, the old monk's body burst into movement, suddenly appearing in front of Chen Feng and throwing a punch.
That momentum made many martial artists involuntarily step back.
"Six-star pinnacle!" Chen Feng sensed immediately, understanding Hui Ling's current realm.
He took a light step forward and stretched out his palm.
Slap!
Hui Ling's fist was caught by Chen Feng, unable to move.
The muscles in his arm tensed up, bulging veins visible, yet still unable to break free.
"Master Chen Feng actually... caught it so easily?!"
"Hiss! Worthy of being Master Chen Feng!"
"Simply terrifying!"
"Fantastic!"
The surrounding martial artists exclaimed in shock.