Zhao Haomiao felt that when his palm struck Zhou Bai's chest, it was as if he had collided with a mountain. Zhou Bai's body did not move at all. Hence, the force that he struck out turned into a powerful rebound force that directly rebounded and exploded in Zhao Haomiao's palm.
Amidst the muffled crackling sounds, Zhao Haomiao felt that his palm had been fractured.
He looked at Zhou Bai as if he had seen a ghost. 'Isn't he using the sword diagram? Why is his body so strong? '
There was no time to think. Zhao Haomiao's body and mind were both injured, and he did not want to face Zhou Bai anymore. With a flash, his figure brought along dozens of illusions and darted out in all directions.
'This Zhou Bai might also be good at subconscious attacks, and his body refinement cultivation is also unfathomable. '
'I'll retreat first. There's still a long way to go. I'll slowly find his weakness. My Illusory Body Movement Technique can directly affect people's five senses. If I escape in one direction at the same time, he won't be able to catch up... '
Just as Zhao Haomiao was thinking about this, the sound of something tearing through the air was like a thunderclap, spreading throughout the sky.
Zhou Bai's figure was like a black bolt of lightning. He dashed back and forth a few times, blowing up all the illusions that were running around.
Then, in an instant, Zhao Haomiao felt a sudden weight on his shoulder. He turned his head and instinctively kicked out, accompanied by an explosive sound.
His foot landed directly on Zhou Bai's knee, which he had not dodged at all. A piercing pain instantly spread out.
Fortunately, this time, it was just an instinctive kick. Zhao Haomiao did not use any powerful martial arts. Therefore, although it was extremely painful, his bones did not break like before.
Even so, the intense pain made him stop. He limped a few steps and looked at Zhou Bai behind him. Then, he looked at the illusions that he had fled with. He did not know when they had been blown up by Zhou Bai.
Zhao Haomiao was shocked. 'His speed is so fast?'
Zhou Bai looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you? It's one thing to peep at me, but when I came over to look for you, you hit me before we even talked? "
Zhao Haomiao was both nervous and shocked as he looked at Zhou Bai. The strength he had displayed had completely exceeded his expectations.
When he heard the other party say that he hit him, he felt that his injured limbs seemed to hurt a little more. He was angry and annoyed, and his injured brain seemed to feel more and more dizzy.
It was obvious that he was injured, but Zhou Bai still blamed me for hitting him?
Thinking of this, Zhao Haomiao was furious.
But he just couldn't say it, because he was indeed the one who made the first move, but he was injured by the recoil. How could he say it?
Zhao Haomiao was injured, and he was in the wrong. It was hard for him to blame the other party. Thinking of this, Zhao Haomiao grew even more furious. He felt as if there was a surge of anger in his chest that he could not vent no matter how hard he tried.
He could only grit his teeth and say, "Then what do you want?"
Zhou Bai's Primordial Soul Power surged over, turning into a large hand that grabbed Zhao Haomiao's body. "Brother, I'll treat you. Let's have a good talk."
Seeing Zhou Bai's Primordial Soul Power pouncing over, Zhao Haomiao sneered inwardly, 'Even if your body-tempering cultivation is terrifying and your speed is astonishing, you're just a fourth-realm cultivator. What right do you have to compete with my Primordial Soul Power? What a joke. '
Therefore, he directly erupted his Primordial Soul Power and collided with Zhou Bai's Primordial Soul Power with a boom.
It was impossible for a low-level cultivator's Primordial Soul Power to surpass a high-level cultivator's. This was because, due to the difference in Dao Attainment, the upper limit of the Primordial Soul Power would be different at different realms.
However, Zhou Bai had broken this iron rule.
As the two invisible forces collided violently, the air distorted like bombs that had been ignited.
The result of the collision between 7,200 + Primordial Soul Power and 5,999 + Primordial Soul Power was obvious.
Amidst the muffled sounds, Zhao Haomiao felt his Primordial Soul Power being pushed back. The other party's Primordial Soul Power was like a raging river. Under the waves of impact, his Primordial Soul Power almost collapsed upon contact, unable to retaliate at all.
Bang!
Zhao Haomiao was directly swept up by the Primordial Soul Power without being able to resist. His eyes were a little dazed, and his heart was a little confused. 'How can this be? Not only does his body-tempering and speed far surpass mine, but even his Primordial Soul Power far surpasses mine? How can this Zhou Bai possibly be at the fourth-realm?! '
Just as Zhou Bai was about to leave with Zhao Haomiao, the other teachers and students in the surroundings were soon attracted by the sounds of battle.
"What's happening?"
"Zhou Bai? What are you guys doing? "
"Why do I hear sounds of battle?"
Seeing the many teachers looking over, Zhou Bai smiled helplessly. "I'm sparring with Junior Brother Zhao."
Just as Zhou Bai explained to the surrounding teachers and students for a while, Ying Lui hurried over. When he saw Zhou Bai and Zhao Haomiao, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission. "Zhou Bai, don't make things difficult for Zhao Haomiao."
Zhou Bai was surprised. "Why? Does he have a powerful background? "
"Of course." Ying Lui smiled bitterly and said, "He's a relative of Principal Zhao Shouyi. He has been cultivating in the Dao College in Central City and only transferred here two months ago."
Hearing the words' Zhao Shouyi ', Zhou Bai's expression immediately softened.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the stubborn Zhao Haomiao, patted his shoulder, and let go of him. "Junior Brother Zhao, go and get treated first. When your injuries are healed, we'll talk again. I want to see if there's any misunderstanding between us."
Zhao Haomiao glanced at Zhou Bai but did not reply. Without even turning his head, he left dejectedly. He kept muttering in his heart, 'He's not human. This Zhou Bai is simply a beast. Be it his physical body, speed, or primordial spirit, they're all a mess … He's definitely not at the fourth-realm. The Dao College must have concealed his strength … Their target this time is probably the Dao sparring session at the Zenith Heaven.'
This time, his strength had been crushed in all aspects. It could be said that his confidence had been severely damaged by Zhou Bai. He was about to be traumatized. He probably did not want to see Zhou Bai for a while.
On the other side, Zhou Bai planned to go back to look for Nasha to continue cultivating. However, seeing that there were students and teachers everywhere, he felt that it would not be good for him to cultivate while hanging on the wall.
Therefore, after some thought, Zhou Bai decided to leave his physical body in his dormitory. His primordial spirit left his body and entered the crack of Nasha's door.
The primordial spirit could be big or small, and it could be hidden or visible. If a cultivator did not specifically look for it and use their primordial spirit to scan it, they would usually not be able to see it.
However, in this twisted era of Tendo, there were almost no cultivators who would be especially wary of primordial spirits leaving their bodies.
Therefore, Zhou Bai successfully snuck into Nasha's room without attracting her attention.
Meanwhile, Nasha, who had been meditating in the room, suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the corner of the room. She kept feeling a little uneasy.
In the past few hours of cultivation, similar feelings kept appearing. She kept feeling that someone was watching her in the dark, causing her to be unable to focus on her cultivation.
Zhou Bai's primordial spirit shrunk into a ball and hid in the crack of the room. However, seeing how uneasy Nasha was, he thought about it and went out of the room.
"Nasha is different from Little Pei. I can't find any evidence that there's something wrong with her. If I take advantage of her and cause her to be unable to focus on her cultivation, that doesn't seem very good.
"After all, we are all humans. It's better not to harm her.
"Anyway, after these few hours of cultivation, the power of my sword seed is almost at the level of my primordial spirit. I'll just cultivate for the rest of the day. I'll prepare to cultivate the Dusk Dao Technique next."
…
On a small island in the south, there was an earth-shattering sound. The entire island slowly collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea.
Yan Hui broke through the water and shot towards the shoreline not far away. He looked dispirited and his body was covered in blood. His right hand was tightly gripping a statue, and his eyes were filled with pain.
In order to retrieve the Primitive Dao Scripture 05, he was the only one left in the team. As he thought of the voices and smiles of his companions, tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
However, when he thought of Zhou Bai, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. "Don't worry, your sacrifice will not be in vain."
Once he returned to the beach, he could not help but lie down. He felt extremely exhausted, from his physical body to his primordial spirit. He wanted nothing more than to sleep for three days and three nights.
However, Yan Hui knew that it was still not safe now. He had to send the Primitive Dao Scripture 05 back as soon as possible.
Right at this moment, a pungent smell similar to that of purgatory's sulfur descended from the sky. Yan Hui looked up and saw a young man stepping on the void and slowly descending. He stood tens of meters above the ground. It was Sun Jingping, the Divine Son of the Evil Sect, who had rushed over after seeing the pillar of light in Nanshan City.
Yan Hui immediately said, "We are the Night Army of Donghua City …"
But before he could finish speaking, Sun Jingping reached out and grabbed. Primordial Dao Scripture 05 flew into the air toward him. Yan Hui was about to resist, but he felt a wave of Primordial Soul power pressing down on him like a mountain, pressing him down on the beach.
Sun Jingping said in a condescending tone, "Since this relic is on the southern battlefield, it must have been lost by the ancestors of the Vile Sect. It is not up to you people from the Daoist Sect of Three Pure Ones to interfere."
Yan Hui endured the heavy primordial spirit power and struggled to raise his head. He said, "This is what we retrieved …"
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Yan Hui's head was pressed into the sand by the primordial spirit power. Sun Jingping said indifferently, "If you want it back, ask Yun Chonghe to come and talk to me. Who do you think you are?"
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