Chapter 22 If You Don't Kill Me...

After stepping onto the stage, Li Jiansan shot a glance at Lin Feiyu.

Qi Refining Stage, level eight—quite formidable, a standout among the new disciples. But in Li Jiansan’s eyes, that was hardly impressive. After all, he now possessed the system, invincible beneath the heavens.

“Since you’re so weak, I’ll just stand here and let you strike. Go ahead, make your move!”

Stand there and let me strike? This fellow’s physique is terrifying—I have to find his weakness first; I can’t act rashly. Lin Feiyu, having witnessed the terror of Li Jiansan’s physical defenses, didn’t move carelessly.

“I’m letting you hit me, and here you are posturing like an idiot. Are you too scared to make a move, you useless trash?” Li Jiansan taunted. “If you’re not going to act, I will!”

Smack! Li Jiansan darted forward and slapped him across the face.

Before the entire crowd, Lin Feiyu was slapped in the face!

Who could endure such humiliation? Li Jiansan smiled and said, “I gave you your chance. You didn’t take it, so I had to seize the initiative. Who else is there to blame?” Gazing at Lin Feiyu’s darkened expression, he continued, “Are you angry now? I’ll give you one last chance—take your blade and strike me. If you’re angry, come and cut me!”

Lin Feiyu flared up like a rooster with ruffled feathers. He could bear it no longer.

“If you’re so eager to die, I’ll oblige you!” Enraged, Lin Feiyu drew his broadsword and, with a thunderous clang, swung it ferociously at Li Jiansan’s head.

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