Chapter 137: Seeing Through Weaknesses (2/2)

“Silver wins the third round,” Big Pao announced.

But Hui Daynight was stubborn. “It’s not over yet.”

Big Pao disdainfully replied, “If his blade had gone any deeper, you’d be dead right now. It’s over. You lost.”

Hui Daynight ground his teeth unwillingly. He wanted to refute Big Pao, but he couldn’t think of anything to say. He still couldn’t understand how Silver’s attack had overcome his battle technique—that was a battle technique of the Daynight Clan! How could it defeated so easily? The only possibilities were that the opponent’s technique was much stronger than the technique Hui Daynight had used or that the opponent himself was far more powerful than Hui Daynight. Regardless of which option was true, his chances of victory were negligible at best.

Silver returned to the group, still grinning. He turned around to smile at Lu Yin once before glancing at Xia Luo.

“The fourth round begins.”

After everyone saw the results of the first three rounds, the atmosphere had become very heavy. Everyone had realized that their fellow students were all very powerful and that they couldn’t be held to the typical Outerverse standards.

Zhao Yilong slowly walked out; he was number seven.

Coco hesitantly stepped out from the other side. She was number eight.

“Good luck Coco!” Zora shouted, but she only startled the small girl. Coco was already extremely nervous, but this caused her to become even more nervous.

Lulu patted Coco’s head. “Don’t be scared. Go.”

Coco blinked once, causing Lu Yin to laugh. This girl was just too jumpy.

Zhao Yilong’s face fell when he saw his opponent. He had been hoping for an exciting battle, but he was utterly disappointed to see that his opponent was Coco, the little girl who seemed powerless.

“All the best, sister,” Lulu encouraged. Coco took a deep breath and then reluctantly walked out to face Zhao Yilong.

The ancient sword in Zhao Yilong’s hand shimmered with a cold light, and his gaze was even colder. Coco instinctively retreated two steps and pouted when she saw his serious appearance. However, her gaze also firmed with determination. She had entered Astral-10 through her own merits, so why should she be afraid? A large syringe suddenly appeared in her hands, startling nearly everyone. Was that really a syringe?!

Zhao Yilong was also taken aback.

Aside from Lu Yin and a few others among the students, no one else had seen Coco’s innate gift yet, which made the gigantic syringe’s sudden appearance truly shocking.

“I’m ready,” Coco piped up.

Zhao Yilong gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He wasn’t really sure how to attack a young girl. Actually, come to think fo it, she was the youngest among everyone present.

They both froze for a moment.

“You should just admit defeat,” Zhao Yilong said quietly.

Coco stubbornly shook her head. “No.”

Zhao Yilong frowned. “I won’t hold back.”

Coco bit her lip anxiously and replied, “Come on then.”

Zhao Yilong narrowed his eyes and then waved his hand casually, releasing a slash that whistled through the air at Coco. But the girl disappeared in an instant, surprising everyone.

Zora smiled. The Windrift Hall had a rule that required its members to form teams of two. She and Coco were in a team, and she was the protector while Coco was the healer. Despite their roles, however, Coco could hold her own in battle and had an amazing ability to tank damage. Her durability could be seen from the fact that she had successfully taken the three attacks during Astral-10’s entrance assessment. And on top of all this, Coco had also learnt an extreme speed technique from Windrift Hall.

Coco’s extreme speed surprised Lulu; it was almost as fast as her White Flash.

Lu Yin was amazed as well. The speed was simply amazing.

Zhao Yilong’s attack completely missed. He arched a brow and shook his wrist. Multiple slashes appeared, sealing off an area that was a hundred meters in radius. This was a wide spread attack that hit everything, but his attacks still couldn’t land on Coco. The girl seemed to melt into the air, avoiding every attack.

Zhao Yilong’s face grew somber. “I’ll ask you one last time. Do you admit defeat?”

Coco stubbornly shook her head.

“I hail from Ten Thousand Swords Peak. We can shatter the sky, so it’s useless even if you hide in the sky. Don’t hold it against me if you die,” Zhao Yilong solemnly said. He then placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and exerted a miniscule amount of force. The sword multiplied into ten identical images before combining into a single sword that stabbed towards Coco.