Battle Thrills and the New Arrival

"Shimin, what do you think?"

"—Something's definitely fishy about this guy."

Li Ce, who had once used the alias "Li Shimin," spoke in a desolate tone as he quietly answered the old man beside him, "Are you sure he's only Third Tier? I figure that if we fought head-on and my opening illusion failed to control him, he'd be kneeling on the spot and begging me not to kill him—"

"What kind of normal Third Tier can use sword energy like that? Does this bastard's internal energy grow on trees or something?"

The voice was deep and muffled.

The Force-enhanced user who had only just advanced to Third Tier had originally been feeling rather pleased with himself. Who could have expected him to rush over here early in the morning and immediately run into such an absurd freak blocking the entrance? He was left utterly dumbfounded!

"Where the hell did you dig up a monster like this?"

Completely unaware that the other man had once gone by the name Chen Jingqiu, "Li Shimin" watched as another person fell beneath his opponent's blade. He clicked his tongue in wonder. "This is ridiculous. But his actual energy level clearly doesn't look that high—"

The next person to emerge was a lone fighter in a filthy hoodie, his face hidden from view. He had no intention of talking at all. Like a shadow, he "slid" out from the darkness along the edge of the crowd, scrambling on all fours like a snake slithering across the ground. A short blade in hand, he went straight for Chen Ruiping's lower body.

He was clearly a veteran—treacherous and ruthless.

"Fuck!"

Chen Ruiping couldn't help swearing. He kicked a chunk of gravel into the air to disrupt the other man's vision, then took an unconventional approach. Rather