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Although they were no longer wandering warriors, they had to admit that the combination of inner strength and sword arts could cause great damage. Those roses with thorns were always so beautiful, but also always so hard to approach.

"..."

The swordsmen of the west coast had fewer schools than Hetton Mar, and the two schools were respectively wandering warriors, as well as swordsmen who had studied the Imperial Sword Arts. Coincidentally, Xiyue was also a wandering warrior, and although these teachers understood the wandering warriors, she had completely broken through the book's description of her strength.

The Empty Bright Palm that could only explode on a place as big as a human could actually turn into such a large-scale attack in her hands.

However, the battle had only started a few seconds ago, and the presence of ghosts and gods in the arena had weakened Xi Yue's strength.

"Seven …"

His glasses fell to the ground because they could not stand the changes in his body, and then they were frozen. The blood Qi tore apart the clothes on Smith's upper body, revealing his solid body. What surprised Liang Yue was that the middle-aged teacher who looked so quiet and gentle was actually a berserker. Liang Yue originally thought that he was either a Weeping Ghost or a Shura Asura.

The other teachers were no longer hiding their strength, and when Teacher Smith rushed forward, Joyce did the same. His position was replaced by another teacher. A very tall teacher stood in his position with his eyes closed, the red short sword in his hand particularly eye-catching.

His elder brother's ice spikes grew out from the ground in a radiating manner and shot towards Xiyue. The ice spikes grew taller and taller, growing at an extremely fast speed.

However, this was the only thing that surprised her. Facing the surprise attack of these teachers, Xiyue chose to be a bit more serious as she looked at the swords approaching her from all directions, confirming the order. In that instant, a dazzling light gushed out from her palm, piercing all the spectators below the stage until they had no way to open their eyes.

"You first." Xiyue swung her first sword at Smith, who was on the left side, and the light sword directly clashed with the sword that was emitting a bloody aura. Although it looked extremely clumsy, in Smith's eyes, it felt like there was no way to avoid it.

At the start of the sixth second, the light in Smith's eyes suddenly accelerated, bringing with it a flash of light, followed by a gust of wind that flew behind him. In the next moment, Xiyue disappeared.

Joyce's face suddenly changed. He had seen only a blur flash past Smith, and the flash of pink indicated who had passed, the same lightsaber as before, the clumsy lightsaber carrying a streak of light that flashed past with terrifying speed, and then the next.

In the fifth second, Xiyue returned to her original position and lowered her head to look at the huge icicle that had just appeared from the ground. The light sword in her hand moved at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye, and the icicle stopped growing.

Xiyue let out a breath and the other teachers who were rushing over stopped by her side. They stared blankly ahead and their throats slightly moved.

"Four …" Afterwards, the sound of ice shattering rang out in the deathly silent training hall. With a bang, the icicle in front of Xi Yue exploded, and bright icicles shined in the air, followed by the sound of metal grinding. The sword tips of the teachers who were rushing over began to move down bit by bit, and that was the sound.

"Clang!" Xiyue clapped her hands and looked with satisfaction at the sword that glowed with an icy blue light. The sword formed by the ice crystals seemed more like a blade than a sword, and at the very bottom of the sword, the ice crystals combined together in a strange way. Further up, the curve of the sword could clearly be seen.

Liang Yue smiled and counted the number three in her heart. Xi Yue extended her white hand and grabbed the sword hilt, directly pulling it out. She then raised her head to look at the Explosive Blazing Sword that was flying towards her.

"Play with fire?" She laughed. "Me too."

Red lava sprayed out from her palm in a split-second, directly devouring the exploding flames. It then rushed towards the Asura teacher, dripping onto the stage and leaving a small hole. This killing power was too strong, if one was hit by it, they would die, and in the next second.

The lava suddenly disappeared into thin air, and the teacher who had his eyes closed also fell to the ground. Xiyue looked around, and when the blue sword light flashed, the ghosts and deities didn't even have the slightest use for it before being separated by the sword.

"One …" Reynolds tried his best to cover up his shock, but he didn't expect it to be the same as what Liang Yue said. It was really only for ten seconds, not the slightest mistake. All the teachers on stage were defeated, while Xiyue didn't actually take out her sword from beginning to end.

"Thanks for the win." The teacher who had gotten up from the ground bowed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry about cutting off your weapon, I will be responsible for compensating you."

Smith smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "It's alright, we have the money."

"I did something a little too serious, so I naturally have to compensate you." Xiyue was a bit stubborn as she said, "Since that's the case, then let me treat all the teachers to a meal."

The few teachers exchanged glances. "Not so good."

"It's fine." Xi Yue smiled, "As a form of apology and to allow everyone to get to know each other better, I will get all the students to come along as well."

"Alright then." Hearing that the students from the Sword Arts Department would all go over, the few teachers finally agreed. Most of the students also cheered because they had a banquet to attend.

"Student, is my strength enough?" Xi Yue turned around and looked at the student who had previously said he wanted to see her strength. She asked him cordially.

"… …"

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