Luo God's Sword Strike

Fists collided, and fierce wind pressure continuously spread outward from the two of them.

Ji Xuan and Mu Chen both became serious at once. The former unleashed the terrifying pressure of someone who had passed the Spirit Soul Tribulation, while strange blood-red patterns that seemed alive writhed across the latter's body.

"Ji Xuan has actually already passed the Spirit Soul Tribulation?" Wang Zhong's expression darkened.

He had always considered himself the strongest among Holy Spirit Academy's four Holy Sons, yet this junior had silently surpassed him.

What shocked them even more was that Mu Chen had merely passed the Spirit Power Tribulation, yet he faintly held the upper hand in his clash with Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan was no mere cultivator with a realm but no combat strength. He had even defeated the previous Holy Son while fighting above his level, fully demonstrating what a true genius was.

Yet he was actually being suppressed by someone weaker than himself!

"Mu Chen must have cultivated some incredibly powerful body-refining God Art, right?" someone guessed.

Another person agreed. "It looks that way. Otherwise, there's no way he could exchange blows with Ji Xuan like this."

The boundless black mist swallowed the sunlight, enveloping everyone like a cage.

Hun Jin glanced at the students who were clearly within the range of his technique, yet still had the leisure to comment on Mu Chen and Ji Xuan's battle. His expression turned strange.

Did they not know what tension was?

Still, that was fine. He was rather interested in Mu Chen and Ji Xuan's battle as well. Since they were not in a hurry to flee, he would hold off on making a move for now...

With that thought, Hun Jin eagerly joined the Spectators and became one of them.

In the sky, one black