The hairs on the stunned Ling Yan's body instantly stood on end!

F * ck, diverting the attention of a battle is taboo!

Fortunately, Ling Yan's [Berserk Golden Body] spiritual sense was astonishing, and his cultivation had broken through to the peak of the second level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage. His spiritual sense had risen to another level, and he had reacted in an instant.

Ling Yan's eyes narrowed. At this time, he was locked onto by a powerful aura. At such a close distance, it was impossible for him to completely dodge it even if he used the Lightning Steps. He could only fight head on!

However, he was not afraid of a head-on clash. If Ling Yan were to use his fist to fight it head-on, he would not be able to withstand Pang Zi's powerful sword attack.

However, the toughest part of his body wasn't his fists.

"Haha, Ling Yan, die!" Pang Qiang discovered that Ling Yan didn't even have the intention to dodge, and started to laugh maniacally. True essence surged within his body, and he also injected some of it into his silver sword.

Upon seeing Pang Qiang's extremely powerful attack, the surrounding freshmen all paled. Even though they were over a hundred meters apart, they could still feel the terrifying power contained within the sword.

They would definitely not be able to block this move!

NingPang was also among the spectators. Today, he had specially stopped cultivating to see how Ling Yan had been forcefully oppressed by Pang Bo. At the same time, he wanted to see what qualifications Ling Yan had to actually make it into the 103rd place of the Thousand Military Array.

He was also a person who refused to admit defeat. He believed that Ling Yan's foundation was only temporary, and that he would one day be surpassed by him once he had gone to the Department of Medicine.

He hoped that Pang Mu wouldn't kill Ling Yan too quickly, so that he could take a closer look at Ling Yan's combat techniques, combat techniques, martial skills, movement techniques, and more.

Knowing himself and knowing his enemy, he would not be defeated even in a hundred battles. The next time he had the confidence, he would challenge Ling Yan and trample over him.

However, upon his arrival, Ning Bang discovered that he seemed to be ridiculously wrong.

What did he see? Pang Qiang, who was ranked 88 in the Thousand Military Array, had easily been attacked by Ling Yan several times, and could not even break through Ling Yan's defense. If he did not use his spiritual perception to sense that every move of Pang Qiang's was extraordinary, Ning Bang really would have thought that Ling Yan and Pang were just playing tricks on him!

How could Ling Yan be so strong! Ning Bang's heart trembled.

Wasn't this the 103rd place in the Thousand Military Array? The Thousand Military Array objectively reflected a martial artist's strength, and the fluctuations in strength generally wouldn't exceed a few. Ling Yan's and Pang Qiang's rankings were 15 places lower, after all, Pang could easily suppress Ling Yan by force.

Could it be that Ling Yan had been holding back when he was trying to break through the Thousand Military Array and hadn't used his full strength? Thinking of this, a look of shock appeared in Ningbo's eyes.

Seeing that Ling Yan's expression did not change in the face of the battle, and that his steps were steady and reliable, and that he had even comprehended the light of his fists, Ning Bang subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Finally, he had no choice but to admit the fact that the gap between him and Ling Yan was as wide as the clouds and mud.

Under the might of his fist, coupled with Ling Yan's terrifying strength, the Mortal Core warrior that he was so proud of had just mastered the advanced Mortal Realm martial skill, so he couldn't be bothered to mention it.

In a single exchange, he was afraid that he would lose …

It had only been a month since Ling Yan had joined the academy, but his strength had risen by so much! Far beyond him.

Would he really be able to surpass Ling Yan in his lifetime?

Ning Bang asked himself in a daze. The thought of doubting himself had quietly appeared in his mind.

He believed himself to be a genius, and that none of his peers would be convinced by him. Even Pan Xing had only put a bit of pressure on him, and in the future, he would go all out in his cultivation and overtake Pan Xing.

And now, for the first time, when faced with Ling Yan of the same age, Ning Bang had the thought of not being able to catch his eye.