Not long ago, Yueli Youlan, at the seventh-order Extreme Realm, had still been an opponent Li Tianming found difficult to shake during the assessment.
Yet now, with a single slap, he directly blew her head apart.
Under Li Tianming's palm, Yueli Youlan was like a feeble little chick. Her head exploded, and her divine body was sent flying a billion li away, smashing viciously into a mountain, her entire body nearly shattered apart.
All along the way, her miserable shrieks rang out. Even without a head, she could still scream so loudly—truly remarkable.
It could be said that all the slaps she had given Mo Li combined did not possess even a tenth of the force behind Li Tianming's slap!
That thunderous impact not only made Yueli Youlan bleed profusely, but also turned the faces of the young women around her deathly pale. They all staggered back in fright, staring at Li Tianming beside Mo Li with terrified eyes.
Fear was fear, but they had confidence in their backgrounds and status, and quickly came to their senses.
"Li Tianming! You're nothing more than a lowly Tiger Soldier, yet you dare barge into the Tianyuan Camp and seriously injure its geniuses!"
"You attacked someone without cause, and the impact is atrocious! You're dead! Finished!"
"This isn't the Nine Lives Tower, where you can do whatever you please!"
They were quite capable of finding excuses, seizing upon the difference in their current statuses to suppress Li Tianming and trying to pin a crime on him.
However, while they not only failed to flee but continued accusing him, Li Tianming looked up at them, his face full of impatience.
"Too noisy."
Then he flashed forward. Facing these Primordial Chaos Clan geniuses of his own age, he grabbed hair with one hand and slapped