This Attack... It Must Be Fake!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Changge calmly flew up onto the high platform.

He was very fast. As he reached out towards the elegant stage, he used a strange movement technique to descend onto the stage.

"This speed... movement technique..."

Ye Xingchen narrowed his eyes, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

He actually could not see the trajectory of this movement technique. It was as if he was already on the stage and had never moved.

What was even more terrifying was that he actually could not capture a single bit of Ye Changge's aura.

This was... heaven and man as one.

Ye Xingchen started to pay attention to it.

"Hiss..."

"What kind of movement technique is this? It's like a dance, and it seems to contain the truth of the Great Dao.

"I seem to have caught something, but I can't put my finger on it!"

"Don't tell me, I also have this feeling!"