Chapter 442: The So-Called Fellow Disciples

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On the mountaintop, strong winds swept across, causing the flowers and grasses to sway like green waves.

Long Qing maintained his punching stance, his face showing disbelief.

"How is this possible..."

His eyes widened, *his mind surged with shock*. Following his gaze, he saw only his right fist being blocked by An Hao with just a single finger.

His fist was pressed against An Hao's forefinger, making him feel like he was trying to push a mountain.

No!

The mountain wasn't this hard!

An Hao's hair was stirred by the wind, as he stared at Long Qing, his lips curling into a smile, "Good reaction, but it seems you haven't fully mastered your power, or perhaps, you have no idea what kind of strength you possess at this moment."