He was in the metamorphosis stage, not the early stage of the rising light realm.
His palm had been pierced by a spear!
This hou Xiaochen ... Had he been hiding his true strength, or had he only recently improved?
He glanced at the early stage rising light realm cultivator who had been killed, then looked at the Academy's powerhouses who were silent like cicadas in winter. He sighed and turned to leave.
After this incident, tenseng Academy had lost all its prestige.
As expected, it would not work to imitate the martial arts universities of the ancient civilization.
There were too many students, too many instructors, too few experts, and everyone was afraid of death ... It was different.
……
At the same time.
On the coast of the East Sea.
Yuan Shuo looked at the waves in the distance and smiled. He held the stone saber and flew toward the middle of the bridge.
With such a huge commotion, they could more or less sense it.
