Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy

With a thunderous crash, the ground shattered under the impact of the battle saber. Although Su Chen narrowly dodged the blow, countless fragments struck his face, causing him to cry out in pain!

But Zhao Tianjing's offensive was not over. He laughed wildly, suddenly pulling the battle saber back, and using the massive recoil to make the saber circle around him. Instantly, a terrifyingly strong vortex formed in the air. Standing in the midst of the vortex, Zhao Tianjing's hair and beard fluttered, and his eyes emitted a chilling blood-red light!

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk of the Earth-Splitting Slash!"

The vortex suddenly transformed into more than a dozen phantom shadows of the Demon King Battle Saber, all flying toward the utterly shocked Su Chen!

Among those many shadows, it was impossible for Su Chen to distinguish which one was the true form of the Demon King Battle Saber. If struck by this attack, far beyond his own power, he feared he would be split in half on the spot!

The situation was urgent, allowing Su Chen no time to think. He went all out, using a defensive sword style he recalled from Yuefeng Cave, the God-Slaying Return to Heaven!

With the twisting of his waist and arms, the blood red sword swung like a sea serpent, creating a tightly knit arc of light overhead. With his feet firmly on the ground, Su Chen stood like an evergreen pine swaying in the wind, using Beast's Qi Energy in coordination with the intricate swordsmanship to form an extremely tight protective circle around his body. The dozen phantom saber shadows clashed against this protective circle, producing a sound as intense as clashing metal!

As the phantom shadows continually dissipated, the true Demon King Battle Saber finally appeared before Su Chen, thrusting towards the center of his forehead with a force and angle more threatening than any of the phantom shadows!

Su Chen suddenly stopped twisting his waist and abdomen. The blood red sword buzzed and trembled, rising fiercely like a sea dragon, bringing with it an immensely formidable streak of blood light!

Bang!

The Demon King Battle Saber was struck on its blade, flipped several times in mid-air, and pierced straight into the stone wall several meters above the ground!

The blood red sword swished downwards, landing precisely in Su Chen's palm. Not far away, Zhao Tianjing stood there in shock, stunned for a long time...

"What... What is happening... My Demon King Battle Saber..."

Still unable to believe it, he looked at the young man in front of him, his face full of shock.

Su Chen exhaled a hidden breath, the storm in his heart slowly calming. In that life-and-death moment, he had not cared whether he was opposing his own intent, using a form of the God-Slaying Swordsmanship. Slowly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he looked at the disbelieving Zhao Tianjing and said proudly, "Weren't you saying you'd chop me into meat paste? Now that the battle saber's gone, with what will you chop?"

Zhao Tianjing's eye twitched, a fierce anger appeared on his face, which to Su Chen seemed somewhat hideous. "You arrogant brat, I'll strip your skin, break your bones, and drink your blood!"

Shouting angrily, he unbelievably charged at Su Chen barehanded, exuding a terrifying aura of murderous intent.

Su Chen frowned, but the blood red sword was already poised for a strike. Although the opponent was not a fearsome beast, any threat to his safety must be eliminated!

"Die, you arrogant brat!"

Zhao Tianjing grinned widely, his expression insane and hideous, as his heavy steps made the ground thud loudly!

Just four meters away from Su Chen, suddenly from his open palms, dozens of bright red blood threads shot out. How could Su Chen have expected such an attack, and was instantly ensnared completely!

The blood threads, as fine and compact as spider silk, tightened unexpectedly when Su Chen attempted to cut them with his sword, causing the blood red sword to fall to the ground. Zhao Tianjing laughed heartily, lifting him and slinging him over his shoulder!

"Let me go!"

Su Chen, hanging upside down on the shoulder, with blood rushing to his head, shouted with a flushed face.

"Little brat, you embarrassed me today, I won't kill you so easily, hehe..."

Zhao Tianjing walked back to the furnace, dangling Su Chen in front of it, and then sat down on the messy ground, seemingly fumbling for something?

"You despicable guy, if you have the guts, fight me fair and square, what's the point of sneaky attacks!"

Surprised and subdued, Su Chen gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, haven't you heard of 'All's fair in war'? Little brat, you're too naive!"

Zhao Tianjing finally found a bottle of wine, opened it, and drank directly from it.

Su Chen, hanging upside-down, felt extremely uncomfortable with blood rushing to his head. He struggled continuously, attempting to break the blood threads, but to no avail.

"Don't waste your effort, my Blood Shadow Thousand Spiders can't be broken with your current strength. Just wait until night falls, when I'll smash your skull!"

Zhao Tianjing gulped down the wine, then shockingly lay back down and began snoring, falling asleep on the spot.