mained unfazed. His soul guide thruster activated behind him, and he suddenly shot into the air. 。In mid-air, he performed a skillful dodge, so fast and unpredictable that it was a blur. 。Could that...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。 instant, and his own body seemed to shrink before bursting outwards. During the entire process of flying backwards, he neutralized a large part of his own attacking power.It seemed like he had blown...