The students of Dragon Flame Academy tensed up, their hearts pounding in their chests. Nine cultivators at the Innate realm were ganging up on a single Postnatal.
But Lu Chao calmly said, "Primordial Yang, Nine Swords!"
His sword rose like a scorching sun... PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
He struck out again and again, moving like a phantom between the nine Celestial King Students as he executed every move from the first to the ninth Primordial Yang Sword.
When all Nine Swords had been unleashed, the nine Celestial King Students froze in place.
The next moment... THUD! THUD! THUD!
The heavy sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed as all nine collapsed, dead!
SHING...
Lu Chao plunged the sword in his hand into the ground.
He then turned back toward Cheng Yunsu and the other eight students. The Dragon Flame Academy Uniform draped casually over his shoulders fluttered loudly in the wind.
