Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy-Chapter 512 - 365 This Move is Really Awesome

"Where do you think you’re going!" Huyan Sheng saw Luo Chen trying to escape, and immediately flew into a rage. He lifted his Jili Gu Duo, pounding heavily on the ground with each step, and sprinted wildly in the direction Luo Chen had disappeared. His face was contorted and terrifying, as if he wanted to swallow Luo Chen whole and alive.

However, at that moment, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted. "Boom," and it seemed as though the entire world shook. Luo Chen only felt a tremendous power strike his chest, his whole body was violently flung out like a bullet. His body carved a long arc through the air, then crashed heavily to the ground, blood trickling alarmingly from the corner of his mouth.

Soldiers quickly dodged, revealing a tall, cloth-clad middle-aged man amongst them. He stood like a mountain, exuding a strong aura, as if he controlled the entire battlefield.

Luo Chen struggled to stand but found his body seemingly bound by an invisible force, unable to move. He looked up to see Huyan Sheng already in front of him, as well as the mountainous middle-aged man coldly staring at him. Both of their faces wore an assured expression, as if victory was assured.

"Luo Chen, run!" Suddenly, a white-haired monk’s voice echoed in Luo Chen’s ear. Like a clap of thunder, this voice awoke Luo Chen. He turned to look, seeing an elderly monk in a robe with a head full of white hair anxiously watching him.

Luo Chen bitterly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "No escape." He sighed helplessly. The situation was clear; caught between two masters, escaping was impossible. Yet, even in such dire straits, an unyielding light still flashed in Luo Chen’s eyes.

Huyan Sheng and the middle-aged man exchanged glances and smiled cruelly. They slowly approached Luo Chen, like cats playing with a mouse. But just as they were about to reach Luo Chen, he suddenly sprang up, twisting his body at an improbable angle, while the long knife in his hand swiftly swung out toward the middle-aged man’s neck.

This strike was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a tsunami! The middle-aged man, caught off guard, could only flee in panic, trying to avoid the blade’s edge. Huyan Sheng was also startled and raised his Jili Gu Duo to defend. However, Luo Chen had already seized the opportunity to break free and stood up, coldly viewing the two before him, "You want my life? You’re still too green!"

After saying this, he turned and ran, not daring to linger, for he knew only by escaping could he have a chance to live, and the two masters would certainly not let him go. An intense chase began across the desolate desert.

"If you don’t leave now, it will be too late later; there’s still a master watching from nearby," the white-haired monk urged anxiously, a sense of urgency and anxiety in his voice.

Luo Chen was shocked by these words. He well knew the white-haired monk’s strength; a master making him so tense must be extraordinary. He took a glance around, sensing indeed an unknown danger lurking in the darkness.

"Immediately!" The white-haired monk shouted again with determination. Following this, he actually emerged from the blood-red Longsword in Luo Chen’s hand, a sight that made Luo Chen’s eyes widen. The black-and-white yin-yang ship enveloped a shapeless, formless Soul Power, like a whirlwind, fiercely sweeping toward the cloth-clad middle-aged man.

That cloth-clad middle-aged man clearly did not expect such an assault and cried out in alarm, "Evil spirit!" His voice was filled with terror and incredulity.

Luo Chen realized this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He gripped the Longsword tightly, followed the white-haired monk, and swung it toward the cloth-clad middle-aged man. With this strike, he unleashed all his strength, the blade gleaming with a fierce momentum.

The middle-aged man responded extremely quickly; after his cry of alarm, he swept his long sleeve, and the black energy on the ground rolled up in the air and quickly formed into a huge, thick yellow shield. This shield was majestic and imposing, like an insurmountable mountain, blocking Luo Chen and the white-haired monk’s attack.

However, Luo Chen did not retreat. Achieving the peak state of "speed," he shot toward the sky like an arrow released from a bowstring, so fast that he surpassed the great shield formed by the black energy, directly aiming for the middle-aged man’s head.