However, Lin Yi stood unmovable in his place, like an embodiment of a Golden Bell.
Without any fancy motion, he swung his sword, condensing a mighty Sword Formation into a point that thrust horizontally!
Puchi!
The storm of spear light, like fabric, was torn apart, and the sword light directly targeted Murong Tiansheng's heart.
Murong Tiansheng was startled, hurriedly positioning the Fangtian Halberd in front of him, barely blocking Lin Yi's strike.
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and Murong Tiansheng staggered several steps backward, his face rapidly turning ashen.
"What?"
"Did Senior Brother Murong actually get pushed back by this kid?"
Those Martial Arts Academy students who were watching showed incredulous expressions. If the first was a probe, surely this spear should have been a formal attack—how could he be at a disadvantage?
