She reached out to grab Zhang Hengyu's shoulder, but her expression suddenly changed. She whipped her head around to see a gale rushing toward her.
The metal corridor suddenly dented. Su Chen pushed off with his legs as a torrent of cyan wind erupted. He activated [Fury of the Storm], gathering the gales around his arm before smashing it forward.
Zhang Yunqing's eyes twitched. She had no choice but to change the direction of her outstretched hand.
BAM!
The two collided with a howl of wind, then instantly retreated after the brief contact.
"Since my brother doesn't want to go, you shouldn't force him." Su Chen's arm was now covered in cyan filaments, his tone placid.
'[Gale Hunter]...' Zhang Yunqing's expression was grim as her gaze swept over his peculiar Arm Armor.
Her profession's development progress was far greater than Su Chen's, but she hadn't intended to fight. The bigger the commotion, the more trouble it would be.
