Eye Contact

“Kneel.”

With just a short word and a light touch on the shoulder of a young man, one of the three experts in the foreground kneeled so violently that the stone floor was shattered before the eyes of thousands of surrounding people.

Leng San swept his eyes toward the other two experts, who were acting confusedly.

“You too…”

Leng San stretched out his two arms again and touched their shoulders with his fingertips. The young man's reaction seemed slow and not hasty but, strangely enough, the two initial orange stagers could not avoid the slow movement.

Thud! Thud!

The other two experts immediately fell to their knees like the first one!!

The incident caused a great shock to the spectators. The three orange elites in the high-rank soldier uniforms of the Qinglong Dynasty... could not stand up against the young boy named Lu San, kneeling without being able to resist.

Qinglong Tou immediately opened his eyes wide, unable to find any explanation for this incident.