C1120 What Kind of Godplay Is This?

The timing of her strike was exquisitely calculated, catching Zhong Wen at a moment of distraction, his thoughts scattered. With Feng Qingyu's mastery of Etheric Might, her movement speed was unrivaled—a hit seemed inevitable.

Yet, her formidable punch whiffed through empty air.

Zhong Wen, who should have been right before her, had vanished without a trace