"HAHAHAHA, human, had such feeble attacks already reached your limit?"
"How pitiful!"
"Pei Qin, let's stand still and let him hit us. Show him what a demon is, what despair is!"
"Wait, why are you dodging?! Don't carry me around while you run! I can't afford to lose face like this!"
Pei Qin's figure turned into black smoke, flashing continuously through the blade shadows. He even scooped up the still-smug eyeball and fled, looking as though he would die if he did not run.
"Pei Qin, why are you fleeing like a rat with its head tucked in? How could such attacks possibly hurt us?"
"Shut up. There's something strange about his moves. My Shadow Demon Sense can't be wrong!"
Jiang Yan watched Pei Qin flee at astonishing speed, surprised that the little fellow had reacted so quickly and noticed at once that there was something off about his attacks.
All the surviving students had withdrawn from the battlefield. Chen Fei did not even have time to deal with the spear lodged in his chest, staring dumbfounded at the man constantly swinging his blade on the battlefield.
"Is he from your Silver Radiance Academy?"
"Uh... more or less."
Someone answered, but thinking of Jiang Yan's true identity, did not say much more.
"Never mind who he is. Treat your wound first."
"A mere mortal wound. Let me finish watching this battle first."
Ahead, the two combatants had already circled the Altar dozens of times.
More accurately, Pei Qin was fleeing, while Jiang Yan was chasing him.
"Damn it! Shadow Demon Sense clearly told me I could defeat him, so why is there such a huge gap when we actually fight?!"
The more Pei Qin fled, the angrier he became. For the first time, he doubted his ever-reliable Shadow Demon Sense.