Wu Yu, of course, could not escape.
Earning less was the same as losing money. Huang Sheli, who had lost a great deal, was full of pent-up indignation with nowhere to vent it, her resentment impossible to ease. Looking up, she raised a hand and delivered a backhanded slap through the air!
The crisp smack was like the crack of a whip.
That shattered illusion actually gathered again, turning back into the upright, sword-bearing Wu Yu. He was still sitting properly in the spectator seats, his face abruptly changing color.
People had already witnessed his escape, yet he had returned to the very beginning of it.
His body suddenly collapsed, becoming wrinkled skin and scattering into a wisp of blue smoke... which curled upward and actually slipped into the void!
Huang Sheli raised an eyebrow and gave a cold "Heh."
Within [Reverse Journey], time was propelled by Supernatural Power. In theory, the target of the technique should have had no idea what was happening.
Wu Yu should have been slapped again and again, yet he had changed both the direction and method of his escape.
Either his spiritual awareness was astonishing, and he possessed some Supernatural Power akin to foreknowledge, or though he was only at the True Insight realm, his perspective reached beyond True Insight!
Could some old fossil truly have replaced his soul, infiltrated the platform, and even made it into the finals?
This was a provocation against the entire Yellow River Assembly organizing committee!
But after raising her eyebrow, she made no further move.
Because Qin Zhizhen, clad in black as hard as iron... had already drawn his blade!
The blade was black as night, like the tip of a brush soaked full with thick ink. Taking the heavens as rice paper, it effortlessly carved a sharp