C232

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The people Xi Yue was facing were teachers with over a dozen years of fighting experience. Although their ranks were much higher than these teachers, their auras were much weaker than those teachers of the older men. After all, one was a beautiful young lady's student, while the other was an even more advantageous number of teachers.

To others, Xiyue naturally wouldn't have been able to win. However, because of Liang Yue's words, Reynolds wavered a little. He had to ask her first if that was what he meant by ten seconds.

"Teacher Liang Yue." Looking at the absent-minded Liang Yue, Reynolds asked, "What does ten seconds mean?"

Belinda, who was at the side, was also very curious about what Liang Yue would say, and she also came over.

Liang Yue glanced at the arena. "It's literally what it means." Belinda wanted to ask something, but was cut off by a booing gesture from Liang Yue. Liang Yue pointed to the stage and softly said, "Look, it's about to start."

Reynolds and Belinda shifted their attention to the arena. Xiyue stood there unhurriedly, while the other teachers had already dispersed. Their over ten years of combat experience had taught them not to underestimate any enemy, even if Xiyue appeared to be of no threat.

"Ten …" Liang Yue's beautiful lips lightly parted, softly uttering a number.

The silence on the stage was shattered by this countdown. One of the teachers who was wielding a great blade took a step forward and charged at Xiyue, his great blade tearing through the air, emitting a purple glow and an ominous aura. Black shadows crawled out from the ground and coiled around his body.

This teacher was naturally a wailing ghost, and it was obvious that he had more than one contract with a ghost god. After all, one of them was the afterimage of Kaijia, so at least three other ghosts did not appear. Xiyue's upper body was slightly lowered, and she extended a hand towards the front and a hand behind her back. Her five fingers were spread open, and her palm faced the front, completely unlike a swordsman.

Next, she spread out her five fingers and bent them. The teacher who was charging over suddenly froze, and the afterimage surrounding his body instantly shattered. His body that was originally in a semi-transparent state instantly reverted back to its original state, and at this moment, his feet left the ground as an invisible force directly grabbed his body.

"What is this!" He struggled, wanting to get rid of that invisible force. However, that force firmly grabbed onto his body, preventing him from moving. His comrades behind him also noticed that something was wrong, so they looked at each other and rushed forward.

Knives and swords tore through the air with a whistling sound, while the other teachers used speed that was indistinguishable by the naked eye to directly throw themselves at Xiyue who was raising her hand. However, just as they were about to approach her, a change occurred.

They could see that the space around Xiyue was trembling, and an invisible force was seeping into the air. Carrying the feeling of a sword, the teachers' expressions immediately changed, and they immediately halted their steps. In the next moment, Xiyue smiled, a mocking smile that was like a mouse playing with a cat, appeared in the eyes of the West Coast students.

"Sky-Bright Palm …" Xi Yue's voice was very light, but it sounded completely different from before. It was as if she had become a completely different person. In the next second, it exploded.

The explosion carried three colors of light and emitted a crisp sound. Pow, pow, pow sounds rang out nonstop in the training hall, and the space around Xiyue completely exploded. The explosion of inner strength that permeated the air was not as loud as the explosion of magic, but the sound was even more ear-piercing.

In the instant of the explosion, the teacher whom Xiyue had grabbed managed to escape her control, knelt on the ground, and muttered something nonstop. Then, he stood up and the figures of three ghosts and gods appeared behind him.

The students below the stage let out orderly exclamations. One of them pointed at the stage and excitedly said, "Look, that's Teacher Joyce's contracted ghost!"

The first four ghosts all appeared in a split-second. The enemies within the scope that ghosts and gods were occupying were already considered away from the field, but this time, the ones that occupied the stage were first to third ghosts and gods. The West Coast students all unconsciously gulped, seeing four ghosts and gods appear at the same time meant that Teacher Joyce had used his full strength.

In the spectating area, Vito nudged Malone with his elbow and whispered in his ear, "This teacher doesn't seem to be as good as you. He's contracted four ghosts and gods."

Malun shook his head slightly. "He's no weaker than I am." Her eyes were fixed on Joyce.

"Is that so …" Vito scratched his head and shut his mouth.

Just a moment ago, the four ghosts almost came out at the same time. Although Malun had contracted six ghosts and gods, he had no way of doing this, so he could only release them one by one, while releasing four ghosts and gods at the same time might seem useless in battle, but in reality, it was extremely terrifying. The timing at which the ghosts and ghosts were released was already a fatal weakness.

However, although Teacher Joyce could simultaneously release four ghosts, the main character of this battle was, after all, Xiyue. It was also when the ghosts came out that the other teachers also rushed out from the explosion.

"Damn, it really is hard to deal with." Smith took a deep breath and cautiously stared at the figure that gradually revealed itself. Xi Yue's strength had already far exceeded their expectations. Xi Yue's style had completely changed their understanding of her. After all, it was the first time a swordsman that used inner strength to battle was meeting one.

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