As Ye Chen's momentum erupted, the plaza in front of the Cangxing Martial Arts Academy main hall was seemingly enveloped by countless swords. The invisible, fierce edge made the light shatter, especially the ground beneath Ye Chen's feet, cracking open with 'ka-cha ka-cha' sounds!
Master Fatty and the other two couldn't help but step back a bit.
"This freakish growth is terrifying. Fighting him, I doubt Master Fatty could even withstand three moves!" Fatty muttered.
He had recently improved quite a bit after his grandfather took him back to the Luofeng Martial Arts Academy for some training, and had become a Tier Four Earth Seal Spirit Master. He originally thought that even if he couldn't match Ye Chen, he could at least close the gap a bit.
Now it seems, no chance.
The gap is only getting bigger.
Ouyang Xiaoling couldn't help but say, "Last time in the Demon Suppression Valley, I saw him in action. It's only been half a month, but his strength has at least doubled."
