Zhao Futu Takes the Stage, Defeat Looms

For Kong Yue, the fun was about to begin.

Inside her illusion, Kong Yue conjured up one scene after another for the Body Refiner, luring her opponent deeper into them.

But for some reason, the opponent's reaction was a little different from what Kong Yue had expected.

The Body Refiner wandered in circles, eyes unfocused.

At the sight, smiles appeared on all the new students' faces.

Even Ouyang Feng, the cold-faced heartthrob, couldn't help the corners of his mouth from curling upward.

None of the students were fools.

This so-called visit and exchange Jiang Yu had mentioned was really just an excuse to give them a show of force.

But Jiang Yu had probably thought too much of himself.

His cultivation and talent were formidable, but the students knew Jiang Yu didn't understand them very well.

They had been geniuses even before coming to the Sacred Martial Pavilion, and had fought Origin Level experts.

Nearly every one of them was skilled at fighting opponents above their level.

The strongest among them, Ouyang Feng, could even defeat Origin Level 6 experts from the outside world.

So Jiang Yu's plan to have the senior students put them in their place was probably going to fall through.

Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Lan, and the others all thought the same.

Only Lu Lin wore a grave expression.

Perhaps everyone else saw only the Body Refiner "dancing," but they hadn't noticed one thing.

The Body Refiner was getting closer and closer to Kong Yue.

At first, there had been more than twenty meters between them.

Now, there were fewer than ten.

Soon, Kong Yue noticed this, too.

But she didn't think it was a problem. As long as she wanted, the Body Refiner could spend the rest of her life without ever touching her.

But just