As Dustin swung his arm downward, a great wind started to blow. It rushed through the doors of the conference room.

“What?”

Elijah and Timothy paled. Their expressions turned into one of terror.

They had never imagined that Dustin would be so powerful, and he had done this with just one move.

There was no way Dustin was an Intermediate Martial Saint.

The two of them were still in a daze when the blast of wind reached them.

The doors to the conference room broke into splinters and bat