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Fan Wuji was also someone who kept his word. As he faced Li Gao, who was rushing towards him with his boundless might, he did not move at all. Instead, he stood still in his original position and waited for Li Gao's attack.

Li Gao's speed was not slow at all. In a few blinks of an eye, he had already started bullying his opponent. It was obvious that Li Gao was a tall and sturdy man, almost two meters in height. Judging by his physique, he was definitely a cultivator of the strength type. Furthermore, Li Gao had developed his inner force not long after he had enrolled into the academy.

In the blink of an eye, Li Gao and Fan Wuji were right next to each other. He stretched out his arms and waved his fists. This pair of iron fists were already incomparably domineering. With a few more strands of inner strength infused into them, the might became even stronger. Even if it was a wolf, it would probably have to dodge three times before facing this fist.

Fan Wuji elegantly raised his hand, just like he said before. He only used one finger to deal with Li Gao. His fingers were white and tender. The way he extended his finger didn't seem like he was stretching his fingers out, but rather, a sharp sword.

Using fingers as a sword!

This was definitely one of the methods of a Blade Master. And it wasn't even the skill of an ordinary Blade Master. This move had nothing to do with the swordsman's cultivation, but it was related to a swordsman's swordsmanship. Only swordsmen who had a deep understanding of the sword could use their fingers as a sword.

Swish!

Fan Wuji used his finger as a sword. His sword fingers were truly like a sharp sword, possessing an extremely strong penetrating power and sharpness. In the blink of an eye, Fan Wuji's sword finger landed on Li Gao's fist.

In the next instant, Li Gao's massive frame trembled violently three times before he used all the strength in his body to retreat backwards. In just a few breaths of time, Li Gao had retreated over a hundred feet back. He had arrived at the edge of the high platform.

Li Gao hissed. He lifted his right arm with his left. Following his gaze, he saw that the fist on his right arm had already been penetrated. The five fingers of his right arm no longer formed a fist, but naturally spread out. There was a gaping wound on his palm, and large amounts of blood continuously flowed down. Fresh blood dripped onto the high platform, creating a patter sound. Not long later, a small pool of blood gathered on the platform.

However, this Li Gao was also a tough guy. His palm had a hole in it and blood kept flowing out. He only grimaced in pain while hissing out, but he didn't actually scream out loud.

Fan Wuji laughed loudly, his face had a hint of madness. He said coldly, "I will keep my word." I said to defeat you only with one finger, only one finger. You remember that Fan is not easy to bully. I'll just teach you a lesson this time. Next time, if you covet my woman again. Then. Hehe! I'll send you down to the underworld. "

Finished speaking, Fan Wuji turned and walked to the edge of the high platform, wanting to get off. After a few steps, he arrived near Li Gao. At this time, Li Gao's eyes revealed a fierce light. The anger in his heart had washed away all of his rationality. At this moment, he completely lost his mind and poured all of the remaining strands of his qi into his left palm.

He took a big stride and dashed towards Fan Wuji. He arrived behind Fan Wuji and suddenly raised his left hand. His left palm was bright red, apparently because he had infused fire elemental energy into it.

At this moment, Fan Wuji felt the hairs on his body stand up. The hairs on his body stood up, as if he had eyes on the back of his head. His entire body twisted and turned 180 degrees. In the blink of an eye, his back turned from Li Gao to Li Gao.

Fan Wuji stretched out his hands. Each of his hands held out a finger. It was still the same method of using one's fingers as a sword. At this moment, two fingers stretched out from his hands like two blood-thirsty swords.

Swish! The speed of the sword fingers was extremely fast, and as they slashed through the air, a loud sound could be heard. Fan Wuji's sword fingers arrived first after being struck, and the fingers of one hand directly clashed with Li Gao's left palm. As for his other sword finger, it went straight for Li Gao's dantian.

All of these changes seemed complicated. In truth, the two of them were attacking very quickly. All of this happened in an instant. In the next moment, Fan Wuji's sword fingers mercilessly pierced through Li Gao's left palm. Soon after, Li Gao felt something sweet in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body staggered back a few steps. After suffering such a heavy blow, he was unable to endure any longer. His nearly two meter long body fell onto the stage.

Seeing this, Fan Wuji snorted coldly and said, "Before, I only pierced your right palm. It was to save your dog life. Who would have thought that you would still be unrepentant and sneak attack me. This time, I will give you a big shot. "

At this moment, an angry and aged voice sounded from afar. The voice said, "I want to see who dares to give my grandson from the Li Nation's National Selection a big shot?"

Before he finished speaking, a white-haired old man wearing the academy's uniform lightly leaped onto the stage. This elder's aura was ethereal, ethereal, and powerful. Looking at the grey-haired old man's attire, one could tell that he was a first-rate lecturer in the academy.

Only those with a cultivation level at the middle stage of the Innate realm or higher would be able to become lecturers in Fish Dragon Academy. Only by stepping into the Spirit Sea realm would one be able to become a professor. Thus, since this white-haired old man was a lecturer, his cultivation was at least at the middle Xiantian realm.

For these new students, they already had to look up at the Upper Sky warriors. They were unreachable characters. An innate expert and an academy lecturer was enough to make them revere him.

With a flash, the white-haired old man appeared beside Li Gao. He squatted on the platform and checked Li Gao's injuries. After a few breaths, the white haired old man stared at Li Gao's lower abdomen and said: "I'm crippled! Crippled. My grandson's dantian is crippled. You little bastard, you actually crippled my grandson's Dantian! "

With that, the white-haired old man stood up abruptly. He no longer held back his aura. A domineering aura assaulted his face. Judging from the aura, this old man's cultivation was at the peak of the middle Xiantian realm. He was only one step away from that late Xiantian realm and was very close to it.

The aura of the white-haired old man, 99% of it was directed at Fan Wuji. And when Fan Wuji faced the pressure of a middle Xiantian realm expert, his expression didn't change at all, not a single bit. One had to know that many middle and late Houtian realm cultivators could not withstand the might of a Xiantian expert. But Fan Wuji's cultivation was only at the early Houtian realm; he hadn't even reached the peak of the early Houtian realm.