The sword left a trail of crimson afterimage in the air.
It was the trace left by the burning air when the Sword Qi passed through.
Tang Fei dared not meet it head-on; his body flickered and disappeared into the forest instantly.
Shen Qingping, unwilling to let up, locked onto Tang Fei’s Qi and pursued him.
With every slash, a giant towering tree or a row of them was cut in half.
With every slash, a large rock was also cleaved in two.
Tang Fei, like a nimble monkey, leaped and bounded through the mountain forest. Moving up and down, zigzagging with a movement technique so fast it was nearly impossible to keep up, it was unbelievable.
In front of the big screen, everyone was equally astounded.
They had not expected Shen Qingping to be so formidable, nor had they anticipated Tang Fei’s ability... His ability to escape was godlike.
Every time, just as the long sword was about to strike Tang Fei’s back or pierce a vital part of his body, he managed to dodge using his movement technique or the terrain.
It seemed as if there were eyes on the back of his head...
Was he even human? What human had such a sense of crisis and reflexes?
One sword strike after another!
A hundred strikes, two hundred strikes, three hundred strikes...
Shen Qingping didn’t know how many strikes he had made, but until now, he hadn’t touched Tang Fei’s body.
He hadn’t even grazed his clothes.
This drove him mad, almost to the point of exploding in rage.
He didn’t think Tang Fei was like a monkey; he felt like he was the monkey being played with.
"Shen Qingping relies on strength, Tang Fei relies on movement technique..." Ran Ran said, "How is he so familiar with the Primordial Forest map? It’s as if he’s cleared it numerous times."
"It’s said that he came from Old Land... Isn’t the map of Primordial Forest based on Blue Star?" Chen Meng explained.
"No wonder he chose Primordial Forest right from the start; it turns out it’s his home ground," Ran Ran nodded in understanding and said, "Using extreme defense against supreme offense, this gives and takes, until Shen Qingping’s Yin Yang Qi is nearly depleted, then he can turn from passive to active."
"He has to last until then... Shen Qingping probably won’t give him a chance..." the experienced Chao Xianghui added.
"How so? Teacher Chao, you think highly of Shen Qingping?" Ran Ran asked.
"Hehehe, I judge based on ability," Chao Xianghui said with a chuckle.
"I think Tang Fei has a chance," Ran Ran likewise retorted with a chuckle.
Perhaps because of Little Fatty, she started to feel an affinity for Tang Fei; her internal scales tilted in his favor, and she hoped more for Tang Fei to defeat Shen Qingping.
Now Shen Qingping realized why Tang Fei had insisted on choosing the Primordial Forest map; this kid grew up in the forest...
The phrase "I don’t care" that he had said earlier had turned into a lethal shackle.
As the long attack went fruitless, Shen Qingping filled with malevolence.
He no longer cared about hiding his power; his body levitated in the air, splitting into millions, millions of Shen Qingpings wielding millions of swords.
Countless streaks of rainbows, countless afterimages.
The entire world was filled with Shen Qingping.
Tang Fei’s eyes widened at the sight...
"This is the ’Tongyou Realm’?"
He realized he had been tricked; they had used a Tongyou Realm expert to assess him.
He too had encountered the Tongyou Realm before, having several ribs broken that time. The old man used his unique concoction, a mix of internal and external treatments, for quite a while before he recovered.
He didn’t know what went wrong, he didn’t know who wanted to set him up.
But he would not submit.
Tang Fei’s eyes turned blood red, his blood boiled, rage surging.
At that moment, the killing intent was bone-chilling.
All I wanted was an admission spot, if you didn’t want to give it, why not just refuse outright? Why resort to such dirty tricks?
Because of my humble status?
Because I’m a refugee from Old Land?
Because I haven’t studied systematic cultural knowledge?
No, simply because I am Tang Fei.
You want me to kneel, but I insist on standing.
You want me dead, but I insist on living.
Tang Fei looked at the myriad sword shadows, tightened his grip on his sword, and charged fearlessly into the sword formation.
A gash appeared on Tang Fei’s chest.
An arm of Tang Fei was sheared off.
The body of Tang Fei flew backward.
His chest was dripping with fresh blood, his arm spouting blood wildly.
Blood flowed from his eyes, mouth, and nose...
He fell to the ground, his body heavily crashing against a large tree trunk, as if everyone could hear the sound of his spine breaking.
Yet, he still tightly clutched the sword in his hand...
Not dead yet, the sword cannot be dropped.
Every piece of flesh in his body was in pain!
Every inch of bone was in pain!
Especially the severed left arm nearly driving him to faint from the pain.
To stay conscious, he could only bite down hard on his own tongue, biting until blood flowed profusely, the bloody sweetness running down his throat, swallowed again into his stomach.
This was realm suppression!
This was exactly realm suppression!
In front of the big screen, everyone was stunned.
"Shen Qingping isn’t in the ’Tongyou Realm’... The unity of man and sword isn’t something that can be done in the ’Tongyou Realm’..."
"He is Tongyou Realm, at least Tongyou... Shen Qingping cheated..."
"Tang Fei’s going to die... he’s definitely dead this time...."
No one believed that a mid-level ’Yin Yang Qi’ practitioner could defeat a lower-level ’Tongyou Realm.’ This was not just a difference in grades, but an entire realm...