When Wu Li said, "I really am not an Immortal," the crowd fell silent, all eyes on him, eager to hear his explanation.
Wu Li extended his right hand towards the camera, "Actually, what I just used was the 'Golden Bell Shield' technique."
As he spoke, his right hand suddenly swelled up a bit, veins bulging and his flesh turning a blue-black color, as if in an instant, it had transformed from a human hand into that of a demon.
"Whoa!"
This alarming sight made the surrounding students instinctively step back, wishing to distance themselves from Wu Li.
The cameraman, steeling himself, brought the camera in close for a close-up of Wu Li's right hand.
"Holy shit! What kind of technique is this?"
"Are you sure this is martial arts and not some special ability?"
"Honey, look quick, an Immortal has appeared again."
"Mom and I are kneeling watching the live broadcast... "
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