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It was just like the calm before a storm. As he looked at Lambert in front of him, he felt that something was wrong with the names they reported, but he couldn't really tell what was wrong. However, he didn't care too much about it. Honestly, he could sense that Lambert was very strong.

As far as he knew, only magus academies could train such students on the west coast. Therefore, the Fish Bone Gang would never provoke the academy, and the leader of the Fish Bone Gang had specifically warned them not to offend the academy.

Julius pointed at Lambert, then at himself. "You and I will fight one on one."

"Sure!" Lambert smiled. "My friends and I won't hit hard."

Ulysses smiled and pulled out a short knife from his sleeve. However, he did not pull it out. Instead, his heel slowly left the ground and he began to silently weigh it.

Lambert also took out his own sword, which was the wooden sword from earlier. This was a sword he used in practice, although he was extremely confident in his own strength, his opponent was not weak either. From his movements, one could tell that Ulysses had good control over his body, and his short blade was completely different from his own.

As senior students of the Sword Arts Department, Hansen and the others were able to come to the West Coast, which meant that they were not weak. As soon as the battle started, one side of the group fell flat, their swords dancing nonstop. Naturally, they could not use those skills against these people.

Every time he swung the greatsword in his hand, it would cause a person to be sent flying. The person who was sent flying would directly faint, but he wouldn't be injured, and the attacks of Ma Jerry and Wood were even more secretive. Even though they were surrounded by hundreds of people, their two taisabers would silently pierce the people from the Fish Bone Gang, and after a burst of black air passed through, that person would lose his consciousness and fall to the ground.

These students were truly very strong. Lambert had a faint smile on his face, but his hand was still gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to receive an attack at any moment. However, he struck out once more at Julius, and just as Lambert was pondering, Julius made his move, leaving behind an afterimage.

In a flash, he appeared in front of Lambert, the short blade in his hand stabbing towards Lambert's chest. The sudden attack interrupted Lambert's train of thought, and as he did so, the hand holding the sword subconsciously swung forward, followed immediately by a twist of the sword's blade. A blue light flashed, deflecting Ulysses' hand, but Julius' other hand was not idle, and with a violent shake, another short blade appeared in his hand, aiming straight for Lambert's neck.

Suddenly, a strong sense of danger came from in front of him, accompanied by a faint buzzing sound. But right now, he didn't have any thoughts to pay attention to it. His short knife was thrusting straight for Lambert's eyes, and right below him was also a light sword aimed at his head, thrusting upwards.

If the length of the light sword and the short knife were the same, Lambert would have already lost, but it was clear that the sword was a bit longer. At the last moment, Ulysses was still unable to block the light sword's attack, and Lambert also wanted to retreat, but just as he was about to retreat, Lambert's sword slashed at Julius.

The two sides didn't actually pull out their weapons, but the sharpness of their weapons still managed to cut open the clothes in front of them. The two of them turned around and separated by a few meters.

The first time they had met, they had been separated in a very small area. Following his body's ability and muscle instinct, the fight had ended in an instant. Both sides were at a disadvantage and had barely managed to reach a draw.

Julius looked at the cut on the suit in front of him and was shocked. This young student's reaction speed was so fast, from opening his hand to using the light sword to counterattack, he was actually able to match his own speed. What made him even more baffled was that his seemingly weak body could have this kind of reaction speed.

Lambert grinned. Looking at the fair skin on his chest, he smiled shyly. "Uncle, you're quite impressive."

The other party was very young, and he was also very strong in terms of sword arts. The Light Sword skill he used just now explained everything, and even though there were many sword arts systems in the Alad, in the end, they would still be categorized and classified into a few major categories, while Lambert's school of thought was obviously a sword spirit, while his fellow classmates were all different. The Sen Han was a berserker, while Li Jaima and Dewu were a type of school called Sobbing Ghost.

He couldn't afford to be careless any longer. The opponent would most likely guard against him, and a close-combat battle was still beneficial to him.

Ulysses once again weighed the sword in his hand, ready to dash forward at any moment. His body suddenly disappeared, and the distance between the two was instantly reduced to a very small amount. However, Lambert was already prepared.

Julius seemed to react at the same time, his two daggers flying through the air, his body falling backwards to avoid Lambert's sweep. He then pressed his hands to the ground, and his shiny leather shoes first kicked Lambert's sword hand, causing him to freeze, then Julius pushed his body up, while at the same time, his other foot also swept towards Lambert's head.

With a stuffy groan, Lambert was sent flying and fell to the ground. Before Lambert could get up, Ulysses had already sat on his body with two short knives in hand. The short knives stabbed down and Lambert subconsciously closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes and sighed. "I've lost …"