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.

Shang, and he had done so. Soran's speed was more than manageable for Shang, and

directly went for Shang's head, and it became bigger and bigger

Since he had a more powerful body at the moment, he could ruin the

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

he slightly

wasn't using more power than

been planned from the very

head of the spear angled downward, the spear

short moment, Shang

an angle, but before Shang had even decided to block it, Soran had

the rotation of the

butt of the spear was pointing towards Shang's torso while the tip of the spear was slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of the bent spear would shoot forward as the spear became straight again, catapulting the head of

Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely also faster, but he

the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang had to fight against his own power

block the head of

instincts took over. These weren't the instincts of an MMA fighter but the instincts of

BANG!

thrown

Viera, and Mervin widened

gone into the attack of his

coming toward their face, they would quickly put their arms in front of their face. If someone saw an attack coming towards their abdomen, they would put their arms and legs in front of their torso while trying to either jump back or turn to the

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while

the tip would have slightly

deep cut in Shang's abdomen, but that was it. A thrust with the spear

arms wrapped around

the more powerful body, and he

raised an eyebrow as he saw Shang grip his spear with his

Then, Shang exploded forward!

him by pulling on the spear as his sword

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

to the side. It was almost like the spear

noticed what

essentially using the principles of a pole vault to throw

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