"Junior brother, you're not acting in accordance with martial virtue,"
Facing Jiang Li's abrupt attack, Feng Manlou let out a peculiar cry, but showed no panic. Instead, he danced his large sleeves and also used Wind Control, "All Things Have Spirit·Wind."
His Divine Sense left his body and merged with his surroundings, and swiftly, a great wind approached and rapidly took shape. Taking the wind as its body, it transformed into a giant spirit-like figure, enveloping Feng Manlou. A huge hand swung out, the spinning Wind Force scattered the Wind Blades, and even more, he struck back with his hand, a sawtooth-like wind wheel spinning rapidly within his palm.
Looking at the situation, it was hard to say there wasn't a mix of personal grudges.
