"An ant swarm killing an elephant? Not here."
After mastering the Divine Wind Control Skill to Completion, a single thought moves the heavens and earth.
The air around Zhou Ping'an transformed into a torrent of gang wind, extending for over a mile in every direction.
A cacophony of explosive collapses thundered chaotically into the air, deafening all who bore witness.
Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of soldiers fully armed and donning steel helmets rushed forward, only to be swept up by this gang wind and reduced to fragments scattering across the skies.
The dense streams of bullets were forcibly stilled.
"Huh, a few stragglers remain."
Zhou Ping'an exhaled deeply.
One has to admit—the Divine Wind Control Skill is the ultimate Clearing Soldier Skill. It turns into a tornado that expands outward on all sides, capable even of levelling the ground by a full three feet.
Ordinary bulletproof vests and thin steel helmets can do nothing to resist the gang wind's slicing power.
