Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, yin cold spiritual power came out from his body, turning into a huge fist, and hit the weird person, at the moment of contact, the weird person got into a weird stance, moving a foot, displaced his center of gravity towards the left, breathing with varying lengths, suddenly got surrounded by strong gusts of wind, and a constantly shaking whirlpool appeared, blowing all the stones and weeds around the both of them, far away, leaving a ring shaped patch.