132: Chapter 132 Today's humiliation will be avenged tomorrow!

The wind stopped.

The previously clamorous battlefield fell into a deathly silence at this moment.

Poison Python's vertical pupils constricted sharply; he felt an unprecedented resistance.

That was no ordinary block; it was a mountain, an ocean, a chasm he could never overcome.

"You..." Poison Python just wanted to speak.

But the Faceless Man in black before him did not give him the chance.

Beneath the mask, there was no emotional fluctuation.

The next instant.

The Faceless Man moved.

He did not use any flashy movement techniques, nor did he employ any complex martial arts.

He simply took a step forward.

"Boom!" As this step landed, the ground for several meters around collapsed instantly!

Utilizing this reactive force, his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

It was not teleportation, but speed pushed to the extreme, shattering the sound barrier directly, tearing the very air into a white vacuum tunnel!

Poison Python didn't even see an afterimage; he only felt darkness before his eyes.

Immediately after, a suffocating aura of death was already pressing against his face.

"What!" Poison Python's exclamation was stuck in his throat before it could fully escape.

Because the Faceless Man's foot was already raised high, like the giant axe of Pangu splitting heaven and earth, bringing down a crushing force with unmatched momentum!

There were no superfluous movements, just a simple downward kick.

But with the support of extreme strength and speed, this kick was divine retribution!

"Bang!!!" A dull, explosive sound that made the Heart stop beat erupted.

Poison Python's proud protective demonic energy was like a fragile soap bubble under that foot, shattering instantly.

Following that, the iron-hard scales on his chest were like tiles struck by a sledgehammer, shattering inch by inch into powder!

The immense power poured into his body without reservation, blasting him toward the ground like a human meteorite.

"Boom—!!!" Poison Python's long body was smashed heavily into the soil; the ground instantly cracked open into a deep pit dozens of meters in diameter, with mud mixed with gravel shooting into the sky.

"Pfft—" Poison Python sprayed blood from his mouth, his entire skeleton emitting sounds of cracking under the unbearable weight.

He was stunned. Completely stunned.

He was a Tier 5 Great Demon! The top predator of this instance world! How could he not even have the power to fight back?

"Roar!!!" At the bottom of the deep pit, a roar filled with unwillingness and rage erupted suddenly.

Poison Python did not admit defeat just like that.

As an overlord who had survived for hundreds of years in this swamp where the weak were prey to the strong, his ferocity was completely kicked out by Jiang You's strike.

"This seat... is a Tier 5 Great Demon!!"

"How could I lose to a human like you who only has brute force!!"

Boom! The soil exploded. Poison Python's figure turned into a dark green toxic light, leaving afterimages in the air due to his extreme speed.

His hands transformed into the sharpest snake blades, his body surrounded by a lethal poison capable of corroding space, as he charged at Jiang You again in a suicidal posture!

"Go to hell!!!"

However, facing this mad dog-like counterattack, the eyes beneath the Faceless Man's mask still showed no fluctuation.

Poison Python's sharp claws had already stabbed in front of the Faceless Man.

The Faceless Man merely shifted his body slightly, and the sharp claws brushed past his lapel without even stirring a breeze.

Immediately after, the zixiao thunder bamboo in the Faceless Man's hand moved.

"Clack!" The bamboo staff flicked upward, accurately striking Poison Python's chin.

Poison Python felt his jaw go numb, and his entire body was uncontrollably tossed into mid-air.

This was just the beginning.

The scene that followed was a suffocating visual feast for the audience present. For Poison Python, it was a nightmare that never ended.

The Faceless Man's figure appeared in mid-air like a ghost.

"Bang!" A whip kick struck Poison Python's waist, kicking him higher like a ball.

The zixiao thunder bamboo seemed to come alive in the Faceless Man's hand, turning into purple shadows filling the sky.

"Crackling—!!!" Dense sounds of impact rang out like firecrackers.

Every strike avoided the vital points, yet every strike hit the most painful spots.

Poison Python was like a sandbag being casually kneaded, flying back and forth in the air, flipping up and down, having completely lost control of his body.

He wanted to counterattack, wanted to release poison gas. But the Faceless Man's fists and bamboo staff could always accurately scatter his demonic energy the moment he gathered it!

"Boom!" Finally, the Faceless Man appeared above Poison Python, gripping the purple bamboo with both hands, concentrating all his strength at the tip of the staff, and smashed it down fiercely onto Poison Python's back like a god of thunder descending, carrying a world-destroying momentum!

The sky erupted with dazzling purple lightning, like a spear of divine punishment dropped by a god, instantly tearing through the gloomy sky.

"Bang!!!" Poison Python was struck again, his entire body slamming into the ground at an even faster speed, expanding the deep pit he had previously created by double, with countless cracks spreading out like a spider web.

Dust rose, and gravel flew everywhere. Poison Python lay at the bottom of the pit, his scales almost entirely gone, his flesh a bloody mess.

The dust slowly dissipated with the violent airflow. Between heaven and earth, it was as if a mute button had been pressed.

The students who were originally crying out in despair now had their mouths wide open, their jaws unable to close as if dislocated.

The broken sword in Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's hand clattered to the ground, but he was completely unaware, only staring with bloodshot, incredulous eyes at the black figure standing on the edge of the deep pit.

That was a kind of... trembling from the depths of the soul.

"Gulp." It was unclear who swallowed first, but it sounded exceptionally harsh on this deathly silent battlefield.

Immediately after, there was a sound of gasping. "Hiss—!!!"

In everyone's minds, only one thought was frantically scrolling at this moment: Just what kind of monster is this?

That was a Tier 5 Great Demon! A terrifying existence that could crush a Fourth-Order expert with a casual gesture!

In the hands of this masked man in black, it was actually like a ragdoll, beaten from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, without even a chance to fight back?

"Is... is this power that a human can possess?"

A mentor from Class A said with a trembling voice, their hand adjusting their glasses shaking: "No spiritual energy fluctuation... absolutely no spiritual energy fluctuation..."

"Pure physical blood energy strength? Pure technique?"

Teacher Shen Qing clutched her chest and struggled to straighten up. She looked at the back figure holding the staff with one hand, his trench coat rustling in the wind, the shock in her eyes more intense than anyone else's.

As a Peak Fourth-Order martial artist, she knew better than the students the terrifying defensive power of a Tier 5 Great Demon.

The combo just now, the force contained in every strike, was enough to crush her to pieces.

"Faceless Man..." Teacher Shen Qing muttered to herself, her eyes extremely complex: "So... when he fought me before, he didn't even use one-tenth of his strength?"

"This level of combat power... even if Principal Pang came in person, I'm afraid he wouldn't be his match, right?"

Poison Python lay at the bottom of the pit covered in blood, panting heavily, the fierce light in his eyes having turned into deep fear.

Can't beat him. Can't beat him at all! This human... is a monster wearing human skin!

He looked at the man in black before him who was still holding the staff with one hand, his breathing not even disturbed.

In Poison Python's brain, those grand plans of "dominating the swamp," "devouring Bai Lan," and "holding hostages" had all been beaten away by the thrashing he just received.

Poison Python was truly afraid. This was simply not a battle of the same dimension!

"Escape! Must escape!" Only this one thought remained in Poison Python's mind.

He looked at the reaper who was carrying a staff and walking toward the edge of the pit step by step, steeled his Heart, and directly burned his source essence blood!

"Subspace... open!!!"

Hum—!!!

The space around Poison Python suddenly twisted violently.

This was his awakened Supernatural Ability, and also his greatest reliance for surviving for decades under the very noses of Magic City Martial Arts University—hiding into the interlayer of the Subspace!

Once he entered there, it was another dimension; unless it was a Tier 6 Grandmaster proficient in spatial laws, no one could catch him!

"Human! You just wait for me!"

"The shame of today shall be repaid in the future!"

Poison Python cast a resentful glance at Jiang You, his figure rapidly fading, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished from the real world.