"Gasp—"
The woman raised her sleeve to cover her eyes, as though she couldn't bear to watch Shen Tang being beaten senseless by the woman in blue. But the curve of her lips made it obvious that this was merely a weasel paying its respects to a hen—she had no good intentions. Shen Tang crawled out of the ruins amid clouds of dust.
She angrily protested, "I saw you laughing!"
The woman stopped cracking melon seeds. "What else could I do, cry for you? You're not even dead yet, and I'm already mourning you. How ominous would that be?"
Shen Tang: "..."
In the flash of lightning and flint, just as she was about to fire back, the woman in blue stepped out of the clouds and appeared right in front of her. Shen Tang hurriedly raised her arms to block, only to hear the crack of her arm bones breaking. What kind of colossal force was that? It was like a drop of rain facing the boundless sea.
Shen Tang was sent flying more than a hundred zhang.
Forget resisting—even protecting herself was difficult.
"How is this fair at all?"
Before coming here, Shen Tang had still been thirty percent confident she could win. After that single exchange, she knew she had been daydreaming. The upper limit of martial strength in this world was the 20th Rank Che Hou, yet the good thought's displayed strength had clearly exceeded that boundary. She had a feeling that even Yun Da in his prime would probably have been slapped into a spinning top. Shen Tang loudly declared that this examination was rigged. She absolutely refused to accept it!
The woman in blue said, "You want fairness?"
Shen Tang endured the pain, shook her arm, and used the momentum to set the broken