Breathing became difficult for Shang. Even though the person in front of him wasn't showing any killing intent, Shang could still feel the sheer power behind him.

However, it wasn't only his power. There was also a certain confidence or willpower inside him.

Shang felt like there was no sense in resisting. It was like his own motivation was suppressed by the sheer pressure of his opponent.

But Shang wasn't a mere teenager.

Shang had gone through a lot of training, and he had also fought on the world stage on Earth. The pressure he had felt back then was even more oppressive than the pressure he was feeling right now.

How? Were his old opponents stronger than the Vice-Dean, Soran?

Of course not.

The circumstances and eventual repercussions were different.

If Shang had lost his fights on Earth, his life would have been ruined. He had trained for months on end to succeed in only a single fight, and that fight would decide Shang's entire future.

But this fight?

Nothing would happen.

This was not a fight that would decide his future, but a fight that would teach Shang something.

Winning or losing made no difference.

So, even when the opponent was the most powerful opponent Shang had ever had, losing wasn't bad. It was expected.

Shang slowly took out his sword again, and he looked at Soran. "You said I can attack with the intention to kill, right?" he asked.

"You can," Soran answered with a slight nod as he readied his spear.

BANG!

Then, Soran suddenly charged forward, taking Shang by surprise.

Shang had expected that Soran would simply block all of Shang's offenses and teach him. But now, he was attacking him!

For a moment, it became difficult for Shang to react, but he had an advantage that allowed him to react in time.

His body.

himself two levels weaker than Shang, and he had done so. Soran's speed was more than manageable for Shang, and that

went for Shang's head, and

was to throw the spear to the side with all his power. Since he had a more powerful body at the moment, he could ruin the balance of

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

smiled as he slightly pulled his

Soran had already planned this beforehand. Soran wasn't using more power than he was allowed, and he hadn't stopped

had been planned from

the head of the spear angled downward, the spear bending in the

that short moment, Shang

decided to block it, Soran had pushed the butt

rotation of

slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of the

more powerful body, and he

throw the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang

the head of the

eyes narrowed as his instincts took over. These weren't the instincts of an MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that had lived in the wilderness for months, fighting

BANG!

thrown to

of Soran, Viera, and Mervin

gone into the attack of

saw a punch coming toward their face, they would quickly put their arms in front of their face.

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while

done nothing, the spear would have straightened, and the tip would have slightly pierced

in the abdomen. The sharp edge of the spear left a deep cut in Shang's abdomen, but

around the spear, keeping

he had to take

as he saw Shang grip his spear with his left hand

Then, Shang exploded forward!

him by pulling on the spear as

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

to the side, throwing Soran to the side. It was almost like the spear

noticed what had

as the base of a lever. Soran was essentially

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