Chapter 138: Three bows and nine kowtows, my master's surname is Han_1

The battle was over.

Ye Hanjun looked at the subsiding Mad Sand Dance, as if unaffected by its fury.

The Muscle Zombie was indeed very strong, especially under the double reinforcements of "Boiling Blood" and "Explosive Muscle", each punch carried power beyond its rank, posing a threat to a Fond Spirit of the Rainbow Light level.

However, it was proven that the Unique and Unmatched Technique owned by the Sandstorm Witch was even more formidable.

The Illusory Fist drenched in a shining blood light was completely submerged in the sandstorm, without even a remnant of its power leaking out.

When the swirling sand converged back into Huazhu's body, nothing else happened.

The training room remained as bright as daylight, and even the dust had been completely swept away by the sandstorm.

"With such a skill in his possession, no wonder Assistant Han could be so confident..."

Looking up at the Sandstorm Witch hovering above him, Renwo Kuang was in a trance for a moment.