Inside the training room.
A purple figure and a white figure intertwined, dangerous Blade Aura filling the entire training room.
Round after round of crescent moons plunged down at high speed. Ning Ze inwardly cried, Not good!
Bang!
The curved saber slammed viciously into Ning Ze's chest. A tremendous force exceeding 8 million kilograms erupted against his chest, sending him flying.
Thud!
Another impact followed, this one slightly duller. Ning Ze's back struck the wall of the training room, and he slid down.
He could not help clutching his chest. It hurts!
Even with the SS-class Combat Suit and the Black God Set beneath it, that powerful force was still pounding against his chest.
Across from him stood a graceful, lovely figure. Her purple training uniform accentuated her beautiful curves. Her long, smooth left leg stretched out, the tip of her foot lightly touching the ground ahead. She leaned slightly, with a Crescent Moon Saber in each hand.
Jiang Fang was as domineering as ever, still so cold and ruthless in battle. Yet at this moment, the corner of her lips curled into an almost imperceptible arc, and her heart brimmed with excitement.
Sure enough, as long as this freak did not use a sword, even if his Movement Technique was outstanding, he was at most a little slippery. But that was exactly what made beating him up so satisfying. A perfect SS-class Combat Suit! A perfect Black God Set! She could finally let loose and properly teach this youngster how to respect his teacher!
However, she did not notice just how blazing Ning Ze's eyes were as he lowered his head.
His strength had increased so much that he had not wanted to fight Jiang Fang with his full power. But this woman was simply too domineering and had