Ganging Up!

Boom—

Inside the Alchemy Academy, thunderous blasts rolled on as streams of Sword Qi were blown apart, sending Sword Academy disciples and Elders stumbling backward again and again.

Sword Cultivators could fight, sure—but how many could one person fight at once?

Ten?

Then twenty of us will fight you together!

So what?

Especially Ning Yi, hailed as Myriad Laws Academy's Number One Prodigy, the most formidable existence among the younger generation.

Thus, the greatest freakish geniuses of every academy surrounded him and greeted him together. At the very least, fifty or sixty of them were fighting him alone.

A whole crowd howled as they chased after him and beat him.

Ning Yi: "Fuck your mother!"

Even Ning Jian Er, the Sword Champion of the Eastern Continent, was forced back by Dan Fourteen, Wen Zizai, and the heads of the other academies.

He truly was terrifying. With one sword, he spanned the heavens; his Sword Qi swept through all ten directions. But among this group of academy heads, which one was simple?

They attacked together and erupted together, blasting apart his Sword Qi and smashing him straight down from the sky to the ground.

Boom—

As the ground exploded, the crowd charged up again, blasting apart all the void around him.

The Alchemy Academy was in utter shambles, but Dan Fourteen did not care in the slightest. He roared as he charged forward, displaying everything he had.

The heads of all the great academies howled as they rushed forward.

To be honest, everyone had suffered under the Sword Academy for a long time. Those bastards were too arrogant, too good at putting on airs.

They had always looked down on others through their nostrils.

The key was that, whether academy heads, Elders, or disciples, they truly could not beat them.

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