Qin Hao turned around and threw a punch, colliding with Pan Xiu's attack.
Boom.
Their clash caused a massive explosion, its might astonishing, making all the young talents shudder in fear.
Pan Xiu stepped back, his gaze on Qin Hao fluctuating with uncertainty.
"Interesting."
Qin Hao nodded, giving such an assessment of Pan Xiu.
This made Pan Xiu's expression dark as all the young strong ones were proud and haughty.
Qin Hao's condescending attitude as he appraised him made Pan Xiu uncomfortable.
However, from that one strike, he had also recognized Qin Hao's strength, which was incredibly powerful and by no means weaker than his own.
"The reputation of the world's number one young master is indeed well deserved," Pan Xiu said lightly.
He did not make another move, standing in the void, his eyes flickering, staring at Qin Hao, seemingly lost in thought.
As soon as Pan Xiu's words were spoken, many young strong ones looked at Qin Hao with a hint of hostility in their eyes.