With a flash of sword light, Feng Yun's blade sliced through the incoming claw with unstoppable force, cutting it cleanly in two.
The rough-looking youth's expression changed, but just as the sword arrived, his body trembled, releasing a vast, overwhelming aura that caused the air around to scream sharply.
It was a presence far beyond senior preparatory Warrior—he was a true Warrior!
"How could there be a low-level Warrior here!?"
Bai Tianchen and the others were forced to retreat, barely able to keep their eyes open from the pressure.
They couldn't believe a true Warrior was participating in the exam—it felt like bullying!
Though the difference between senior preparatory Warrior and low-level Warrior was only one rank, the gap was huge.
Warriors could absorb Origin Power from the world, overpowering senior preparatory Warriors in both physique and strength.
At this moment, Feng Yun's sword light was shredded by the Warrior's aura and posed no threat.
The rough youth stood calmly, one hand behind his back, arrogantly looking at Feng Yun.
"To have forced me to reveal my true power, you have reason to be proud."
Bai Tianchen and the others found his words unbearable—here was someone almost nineteen, just a low-level Warrior, yet boasting.
"Unfair! Feng Yun is only fourteen; give him a year or two and he'll become a Warrior, surpassing this guy!"
"Using age to bully others? How shameless!"
"Exactly..."
The four academies' students muttered quietly.
Then the rough youth's sharp gaze swept over them, carrying true Warrior presence—they dared not meet his eyes.
Feng Yun ignored the others, focusing on the figure before him.
[Projection Entity]: Sun Xi
[Age]: 18
[Realm]: Low-level Warrior
[Drops]: Second-rank Martial Technique 'Flying Cloud Palm', Third-rank Martial Techniques 'King Kong Fist', 'Fluttering Petal Footwork', Third-rank Cultivation Art 'Flowing Jade Technique'...
"No Attribute Talents again..."
Throughout his projections, Feng Yun had seen no Attribute Talents on these students—no wonder they ranked at the bottom in Xingyao Academy.
Sun Xi, noticing Feng Yun's disregard, flashed coldly and suddenly leapt up, moving like drifting willow fluff—unpredictable left and right.
Fluttering Petal Footwork!
In an instant, he was in front of Feng Yun, radiating heavy, terrifying aura like a diamond, punching at Feng Yun's face.
"Kid, let me show you the power of a Warrior! Remember, I'm Sun Xi who will defeat you!"
Boom!
The punch landed like a cannon shot on Feng Yun's chest.
Bai Tianchen and others winced, imagining Feng Yun spitting blood and flying backward.
A scream sounded as a figure flew out like a rag, spitting blood mid-air.
The four academies' students clenched fists, bitter.
But the next moment, they froze—because the figure wasn't Feng Yun, but the boastful Sun Xi!
"How is this possible!?"
Though arrogant, Sun Xi was a Warrior—a full rank above senior preparatory Warriors here, enough to crush them all.
"I'm not dreaming, right?" Bai Tianchen muttered.
Slap!
Yang Tian suddenly slapped Bai Tianchen's face.
"What the hell?" Bai Tianchen angrily asked.
"Does it hurt?"
"Obviously it hurts."
"Good, that means it's not a dream!" Yang Tian murmured.
For a senior preparatory Warrior to defeat a Warrior was far more shocking than a junior preparatory Warrior beating a senior preparatory Warrior.
The forest fell silent.
Everyone was deeply shaken.
This boy was a freak—definitely!
Feng Yun expressionless, quietly withdrew the spiritual energy cloak on his skin.
With his mastery-level Divine Gang Body Tyrant Technique, any counterattack would rebound.
Mastery-level third-rank Body Refining Cultivation Art could even block senior Warrior strikes.
Body Refining Art was notoriously difficult and time-consuming—years or decades of effort—but once mastered, unmatched in power.
As the sun set, the four academies' Principals followed Li Feng to the forest's edge—the exam's endpoint.
Besides them were several other teachers.
The Principals were anxious—this sudden exam change caught them off guard.
Most importantly, their four academies' students could not match Xingyao Academy's.
They might face total annihilation this time.
The Principals exchanged helpless glances, no mood for petty arguments.
If their students failed en masse, they'd have to resign in shame.
"Time's almost up..."
Li Feng spoke.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the forest.
The Principals trembled—what must come, would come. They dared not look.
"This can't be!"
"I'm not dreaming, right?"
"Oh my god!"
Shock and cries rang in their ears, forcing them to open their eyes.
They froze in disbelief.
A huge crowd of students in the four academies' uniforms emerged from the forest.
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