Chapter 69

Even if it were Tao Wancheng or Li Tao, they would definitely have already been defeated by such an offensive.

Is this wastrel actually more outstanding than the twin jewels of the National Royal Junior College?

The surrounding students watching the battle were all extremely shocked.

In their imagination, this was supposed to be a battle where Shen Fei would crush his opponent like withering grass.

But now, not only was there no crushing victory, but instead, a bizarre stalemate had formed.

It couldn't be said that Shen Fei wasn't strong—any of the students present would have been defeated by Shen Fei in just three moves. But Lin Beichen, this wastrel, was incredibly resilient and stubborn, almost eerie, and had managed to hold on until now.

Li Tao and Tao Wancheng exchanged glances.

A sense of unreality simultaneously arose in their minds.

Especially for Tao Wancheng.

He had previously been beating Lin Beichen mercilessly.

But now, Lin Beichen's performance could likely overwhelm Tao Wancheng.

Could this scoundrel have been deliberately hiding his strength before?

Why would he do that?

Time passed.

The situation began to develop in a very bizarre direction.

And at this moment, Shen Fei could no longer tolerate the situation.

"Nine Heavens Meteor!"

He shouted, and the mystic energy within his body flowed in an extremely peculiar and rapid manner.

The killing move of the Meteor Sword Technique was unleashed.

Let this all end now.

The Ta'e Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a brilliant crimson light, and within a three-meter radius, the temperature sharply increased. A scorching force radiated from the Ta'e Sword, and the air on both sides of the blade seemed to ripple like transparent water.

The long sword slashed down.

Lin Beichen vaguely felt as if he were locked in place.

Unable to dodge.

Unable to retreat.

All the angles and qi were sealed off.

He could only take it head-on.

Is this the power of a star-level combat technique?

He gritted his teeth, gripped the Virtue Sword with both hands, and raised it in a burning sky posture to block.

The two swords clashed.

The scene seemed to freeze momentarily.

After a momentary pause, with a loud boom, a terrifying shockwave erupted from the two of them.

The shockwave swept through, sending sand and soil flying in all directions like a wild wolf.

The students watching the battle gasped and instinctively stepped back, covering their faces with their sleeves to clear the sand.

There was no more sound of battle in the arena.

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The sand settled.

Shen Fei had already withdrawn his sword and stepped back.

Lin Beichen, however, still maintained the burning sky posture.

Several strands of his hair were singed and curled.

His eyebrows looked as if they had been scorched by fire.

His leather armor was scorched in many places.

At first glance, he looked like a charred wooden statue.

The outcome was clear.

Li Tao, Tao Wancheng, and the other students all wore expressions of "as expected."

Wu Xiaofang, with a bruised and swollen face, and Muxin Yue, hidden in the shadows, felt a mix of joy and shock.

Is this the strength of a genius student at Shen Fei's level?

That one sword, although aided by the secret killing move, was able to emit flames with the power of a martial artist, hinting at the strength of a martial master, right?

At the very least, it was that of an eighth-level martial artist.

Before, in the Third Academy, they were truly like frogs at the bottom of a well.

The true top geniuses in Yunmeng City are like this.

Previously, they thought Lin Beichen's sudden rise was already incredibly monstrous, almost a miracle.

But now, compared to Shen Fei, Lin Beichen seemed as insignificant as a pile of dog shit.

Aim high, and you will achieve the middle.

Aim for the middle, and you will achieve the low.

In the future, they must learn from top geniuses like Shen Fei to improve.

As for Lin Beichen?

Pfft!

What is he?

"Senior Brother Lin..."

Yue Hongxiang exclaimed in shock and was about to rush over to help.

"Don't move."

Ling Chen's voice rang out, saying, "He won't die. Just watch."

Yue Hongxiang was taken aback.

At this moment—

Crack!

Crack—Crack!!

A sound like burning charcoal slowly breaking came from Lin Beichen's stiff body.

It was as if some force was breaking his bones inch by inch.

Lin Beichen, like a marionette, slowly moved his body.

Pfft!

He spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood.

Yue Hongxiang was greatly alarmed and wanted to rush over again.

Ling Chen's hand pressed on her shoulder, coldly saying, "Don't move. Just watch."

Before he finished speaking,

A powerful aura

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spread from Lin Beichen's body, causing the surrounding sand to be stirred by an invisible current, forming small whirlpools.

"Did I break through?"

He looked at his palm in surprise.

Spitting out that mouthful of dirty blood seemed to have expelled many impurities from his body.

Now, he felt a sense of complete rejuvenation.

A previously unseen energy surged within him.

The mystic energy, which had been like a thin thread, now flowed like a gentle stream through his meridians, nourishing his meridians and flesh like water replenishing a dry riverbed.

The mystic energy had undergone a qualitative change.

At the same time, the world around him became incredibly clear.

When he focused his mind and vision, he could clearly see the exact shape of a grain of sand, the number of edges, the color of the crystal, and the gaps between the sand grains...

Damn.

Did my eyes turn into a microscope?

Lin Beichen exclaimed inwardly.

But as soon as his mind wandered, everything returned to normal.

He looked around, his gaze finally settling on Shen Fei.

"Let's do this again."

Lin Beichen's heart surged with courage, and he swung his sword and charged forward again.

He had really broken through.

Under the immense pressure from Shen Fei, he had broken through in an incredible way.

The foundation of his breakthrough was the practice he had done through the mobile app.

Lin Beichen had thought that he could rest easy with just the app practice and didn't need to put much effort into real life.

But now, it seemed his thinking was wrong.

The battles, practice, and efforts in real life also brought him some benefits.

Moreover, Lin Beichen vaguely realized that compared to the steady, equal-rate progress from the app, the sudden breakthrough in real life could bring a qualitative leap.

Ding!

Shen Fei swung his sword.

The sword and blade clashed, producing a loud boom.

A cluster of sparks suddenly splashed, brilliant like fireworks.

A jolt of counterforce traveled up the handle of the Ta'e Sword to Shen Fei's wrist.

"Huh? This strength... has doubled."

Shen Fei's wrist went numb.

A huge shock suddenly rose in his heart.

Previously, apart from the killing move "Beidou Lin," Lin Beichen's sword speed and strength posed no threat to him.

But in this moment of confrontation, Shen Fei felt that Lin Beichen's strength had more than doubled.