474: Who else wants to compete with me?

In the clash between Mu Feiran and Shen Bei, it was initially an even match.

But at some unknown point, Shen Bei's attacks grew increasingly fierce.

Mu Feiran barely managed to block Shen Bei's strike, but it left half his body numb, and the Sword Qi on his longsword scattered, seeming difficult to control.

"Not good!"

Mu Feiran seemed to hear a faint groan from within his sword, accompanied by continuous crackling sounds all over his body, as if he couldn't bear the load, and his heart pounded violently!

This saber strike not only possessed a peerless sharpness no less than the Green Shadow Condensing Light Sword (Green Shadow Condensing Light Sword), but also contained an astonishing will of ruthless destruction no less than his own, and even more terrifying was an irresistible pure power like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, or the sky and earth falling apart!

He immediately realized that Shen Bei's physique and strength were even more terrifying than he had imagined!

Abandoning the manipulation of Sword Qi for a close-quarters battle was the biggest mistake he had made in his life!

His heart also roared silently:

"Why! Why! Why! How could I not kill this ant!"

In the struggle between saber and sword, Shen Bei's forehead and face were covered in bloody gashes, blood streaking his face, making him look incredibly ferocious, but facing Mu Feiran, whose forehead veins were throbbing, he showed a cruel smile:

"Boring, you can't even force out my Rage Blood Overlord Body..."

Boom!

As if thunder from the Nine Heavens had split the earth, amidst the surging sound waves, a silver lightning bolt flashed through the Void Realm, erupting from Shen Bei's fingertips!

Rumbling sounds echoed.

At this moment, the entire ground vibrated slightly, and countless Gravel dust (gravel and dust) seemed to lose gravity, bouncing up to form a large mist.

Countless birds nesting in the city for several miles around soared into the sky, as if a great disaster was about to strike.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, hundreds of thousands of common people poured onto the road, their eyes filled with horror, not knowing what had happened, each craning their necks to look towards the battlefield of Shen Bei and Mu Feiran.

At this moment, the Xingchen Martial Arts Club and others had already retreated a hundred meters away; in front of them, the area where Shen Bei and Mu Feiran fought had become an absolute forbidden zone.

Only countless dense, extremely dangerous invisible Qi blades crisscrossed, tearing the shop windows and green belts on both sides of the road into shattered pieces!

Even many cars parked on the roadside were dismembered.

These countless invisible blades were merely the aftershocks of the clash between Shen Bei and Mu Feiran, yet they had flattened the ground in front of them by several feet.

Under the impact of the fierce gale, the peripheral areas were filled with swirling dust, and no one could clearly see what was happening inside, only a series of dull thunder-like saber sounds and sword cries echoed endlessly!

"Damn it! Damn it! How is this possible!!"

Because they were too close to the center of the battle earlier, the members of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club had tattered clothes, soaked in blood, and their bodies were covered with bloody gashes from the invisible Qi blades, looking incredibly miserable.

The expression on each of their faces was shocked and distorted.

By now, they all realized that Shen Bei's confidence was not in the Zha Tian Gang, but entirely in Shen Bei's own strength!

Their biggest mistake was never truly taking Shen Bei seriously from beginning to end, believing that as long as their President Mu Feiran made a move, any problem could be solved in an instant, and their great revenge could be exacted.

Seeing the earth-shattering power before them, a chill rose in everyone's hearts.

One of them had a ferocious expression, staring intently at the center of the battle without blinking, roaring in his heart:

"Kill him! Kill him! The President will surely win!"

On the other side, the others looked nervous, their palms sweating, while Zi Yi's gaze was incomparably shocked:

"I can't believe it! I can't believe it! What on earth is going on!? How could he...?"

Her face was also ashen, and her feelings were no better than Zi Yi's.

The two of them had already tried their best to overestimate Shen Bei's progress in strength, but they still didn't expect to be completely wrong!

In just a few short months, Shen Bei, who had been terrified by Mu Feiran at Beijing Martial Arts University and could only leave Beijing Martial Arts University with the help of military personnel, was now directly fighting a master like Mu Feiran, exchanging blows—how incredible was that?

This scene unfolding before their very eyes immediately made them realize that the intelligence they had hastily gathered was incomplete, or even just the tip of the iceberg.

Just then, an earth-shattering, terrifying thunderclap, like an ancient demon god descending upon the human world, suddenly erupted.

At the same time, a surging sound wave, carrying an overwhelming sharpness, swept in all directions, and the faint clouds in the high sky were instantly swept clean!

"What's going on!"

At the moment that thunderclap erupted, everyone was deafened, desperately covering their ears, their brains felt like they were being pricked by needles, feeling as if they were a tiny skiff in a stormy sea, about to capsize at any moment under the impact of the surging sound waves!

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

For a time, everyone's face was pale, unable to withstand the impact of such astonishing power, and they retreated again and again!

After this thunderous roar swept across the heavens and earth, it was unknown how long passed, perhaps only two or three breaths, amidst everyone's dizzy and muddled minds—

Zheng!

A clear, piercing clang suddenly rang out, as if it resonated directly in everyone's hearts, and everyone looked up sharply!

In their gaze, a long, narrow black shadow reflected points of cold light, drawing a graceful arc, breaking through the spreading dust, and flying into the sky.

This long, narrow black shadow flew hundreds of meters in mid-air, then fell powerlessly.

Hiss!

A gleaming, sharp sword was diagonally plunged into the ground in front of everyone, stripped of all its superficiality, trembling incessantly.

"This is...!"

Every member of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club's eyes bulged suddenly, as if they had seen something unbelievable, their expressions terrified, and their hearts felt as if they were being tightly clutched by a large hand, almost suffocating!

This was their President, Mu Feiran's weapon!

The street fell into an unspeakable silence. And almost at the same time as the longsword plunged to the ground, the deafening saber sounds and sword cries had completely ceased.

Clang!

Almost simultaneously, amidst a Dragon-like roar, a crescent moon-shaped, ten-foot-long saber light flashed in the hazy dust, and immediately an invisible gale swirled and roared, sweeping up all the spreading dust, clearing it away!

When this saber sound rang out, everyone could only hear their own rapid breathing and violent heartbeats, as they laboriously craned their necks, shifting their gaze to the dust-shrouded center of the battle!

A figure then appeared.

At this moment, Shen Bei was in ragged clothes, having become a bloodied man, his face, arms, and torso almost entirely covered with dense bloody gashes, as if he had suffered the Lingchi torture, looking incredibly tragic.

But his eyes were like two suns, burning brightly and dazzling, as if the air itself would ignite.

As his gaze swept over each stunned person, all their hairs stood on end, and their blood seemed to curdle!

Step, step, step.

In the dead silence, Shen Bei took steps, walking towards the Xingchen Martial Arts Club, who were in disbelief and unable to recover.

"My apologies, I couldn't hold back."

Looking at the terrified, slightly trembling people, Shen Bei's blood-soaked face showed a ferocious smile:

"Now that your President is dead, I suspect some of you might not be convinced."

"Don't worry about my condition, I can still fight."

"So, may I ask, does anyone want to spar with me?"

Xingchen Martial Arts Club members: !!!