Calm.
Tranquil.
The corpse collapsed motionlessly on the bed, and judging by its position, it seemed like it would start decomposing in no time.
It was none other than Jiang Feng, who had just finished the martial arts tournament.
He was the first to return home to rest, having no intention or time to observe others' matches. Even while lying on the bed, his body continuously absorbed the surrounding Spiritual Energy like a vortex.
He felt utterly drained.
The Thunder Sword Formation he used earlier was indeed extraordinary and intimidating enough to deter all the Core Formation disciples, just as the supervising steward had mentioned.
No one dared to provoke him intentionally.
But the cost...
"Hiss."
"The consumption over this hour was too huge; nine swords plus the Thunder Formation, Thunder Summoning Technique, and Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art. If that kid had persisted, I would have had to resort to the Demon Heart Technique and fight to the end with him."
