If it was a contest of physique.
Cao Zhen admitted he was no match for Jiang Fan, but when it came to spells, Jiang Fan wasn't even fit to carry his shoes!
"Wind and Cloud Covering the Earth!"
He decisively drew his sword and immediately used his strongest sword move.
One person used his fist, the other used a sword.
One was a trash without a Spirit Root, the other was a Seventh Grade Spirit Root prodigy.
Needless to say, the outcome of this contest?
Jiang Fan would definitely have his fist sliced off by a sword, ending the fight with blood splattered on the spot.
Some female disciples had already started screaming in advance.
Some male disciples couldn't bear to look and turned their eyes away.
Several elders shook their heads slightly.
"Clearly, he has an advantage in physique, but he insists on colliding his weakness with Cao Zhen's strength."
"He's going to learn a painful lesson now."
Seeing this, Liu Wuchen immediately shouted angrily: "Stop!"