Chapter 6 (2/2)

Liu Hao frowned

The crowd of students were quiet

The frail-looking Ni Wen watched Fang Lang with a worried and anxious expression This duel was happening because of her

She would feel incredibly guilty if anything happened to Fang Lang

Liu Hao noted Ni Wen’s attention on Fang Lang, and the lack thereof on hie burned in his chest

‘Ni Wen, as the third-ranking student, you’re the pride of the co has nothing except !” Liu Hao shouted

Whoosh!+

The y circulated within his body The energy made his sleeves billow out

The boy’s aura shi+fted—like an enraged tiger, he let out a roar

Liu Hao took a step forward and a tremble spread across the floor

Then, he rushed toward Fang Lang with a wind-like speed

Gasps were heard aer, Liu Hao’s aura was approaching that of a sixth-grade yi’s expression changed He flipped his fringe to a side

This was not good for the third-grade Lang’zi

‘Lang’zi, danger’

Huh?

Suddenly, Yang Zhengyi’s eyes widened in surprise

Fang Lang took a step back and assu position His aura shi+fted into… He held the weapon like it was a prized sword

The surrounding winds coalesced into Fang Lang’s sheathed sword

Yang Zhengyi heard a faint whine co’s hand was shaking

The presentation also took Ni Wen by surprise Her initial worry for Fang Lang ebbed as she watched the scene play out

It was not awas truly someone of her caliber

There was a frenzy in Liu Hao’s eyes as he charged forward At that moment, he directed all his hatred and jealousy for the rich into his strike

His blood boiled as he roared again and again

Five roars to indicate his status as a fifth-grade htly

At the last step of the charge, the green tile at his foot broke into pieces

Liu Hao leapt into the air His body isted at a 45-degree angle as his spiritual sense locked onto Fang Lang—a fist aiy radiated froasp fro position, unperturbed by his surroundings He was focused as the scene blurred…

Snoas falling He was the wind in a snowstory flowed through Fang Lang’s body His sword rattled with vigor, then the restraints broke The blade sang five tirade sword disciple!

The audience was surprised by the turn of events Then, a loud cheer broke out

When did Fang Lang ascend to the fifth grade?

Everyone knew hirade sword disciple

Realization dawned upon every student—Fang Lang’s ace up his sleeve was his miraculous advancement in cultivation!

Unfazed by the revelation, Liu Haolifted his head to meet Liu Hao with an eerie cal Lang’s eyes

Liu Hao shuddered as he saw hi’s eyes… Liu Hao was himself, but also a snowflake The snowflake was sliced in half

The blade energy erupted

A cloud covered the sun

Fang Lang drew his sword

Liu Hao’s spiritual sense was knocked back

Fast!

Undeniably fast!

The quickness of the sword draas uniinable

Sword Draw Technique, Sword Mastery Specialty!

One draw

One hit

Liu Hao felt his fist collide with an unstoppable force

The clash was loud!

The chains and leather were shredded Blood welled out from the open cuts on his fist Red droplets fell like flower petals, staining the floor

Liu Hao laid a distance away on the ground He clutched his hand in pain, teeth grinding After a

Silence filled the battleground

The duel was concluded with a single draw

The audience was stunned

What was he playing at?

How did he score so loith this sword technique?

Fang Lang let out a breath of air

Sunlight streamed down as the clouds parted

He turned to find Ni Wen With the worn-doooden sword in hand, he gave her a nod

Bathed in the golden light, Fang Lang said softly, “I won See you later”