"Ghost Three Slashes!"
"Tian Xuan Star Power Art!"
"Carefree Palm!"
As Qin Shaofeng leaped out from between the two men, the Ghost Three Slashes martial skill propelled him into another sudden burst of speed.
Countless ghostly figures, nearly identical to him, made the two men's vision swim even more.
Every figure in particular flashed past in an instant, appearing one after another.
Even if they had remembered which phantom was Qin Shaofeng's true body before turning around, after that single turn, how could they still tell one from another?
And at that moment—
Qin Shaofeng's countless ghostly figures moved again.
Dozens of ghostly figures encircled the two men in the center, swiftly circling along the edge of the battlefield.
Another dozen or so split into three directions and swept around toward the two.
Five martial figures went left, five went right, while another eight headed toward the center.
So many ghostly figures simultaneously made utterly different movements to draw attention, causing the Grand Tower Master and the others' pupils to shrink slightly.
"What powerful cultivation, what refined mastery of martial skills, what precise calculations!" an Eight Steps Ascension Elder cried out.
Another immediately nodded and said, "If anyone in our Land of Shining Stars can survive the ghost corpses' hands, it will probably be someone following by this kid's side."
"He is clearly only in his teens. How could he be so monstrously abnormal?"
Another man gave a bitter laugh and mocked himself. "Even this old man, who has lived nearly a century, developed respect for him after watching his battle. Truly... sigh!"
Countless words ultimately turned into a single sigh.
"I heard this kid intends to give up his spot and give it to his little girlfriend instead. If you are willing, you might as well offer flowers borrowed