Zhao Xuerou and Ke Bing knew that Xiao Li and she didn't get along, so they looked over curiously, wondering what orders Teacher Jiu Yue would give.
“I see you two are both quite skilled, why don’t you spar a bit?” September took a few steps forward and then went to Luo Xiaoli’s side. Her unbroken hand emerged from her wide sleeve and lifted the blade of Luo Ying’s sword. She then walked to Adela’s side and raised her broadsword as well, pressing the two together. “Don’t hold back at all. Go for the vital points. I will intervene if necessary.”
Everyone was shocked.
Everyone knew that the two of them were enemies. They never spoke to each other on ordinary days, and even when walking, they would walk on the opposite side of the road. In the cold weapon training ground, the two of them were at opposite ends of the road, and they even trained far apart. They were as cold and hard as if there was a glacier between them.
Let them hit them.
Are you sure things won't get out of control?
Compared to others.
Ke Bing was even more worried.
She knew perfectly well that Adela was like a bear, all muscle, not a woman at all! Luo Xiaoli, on the other hand, was thin and weak, a head shorter than her, and was already at a disadvantage in terms of strength. Wouldn't she get injured if they continued fighting like this? Not to mention anything else, how would she explain it to Jiangcheng?
From any perspective, there is no need to continue this battle. I wonder what the teacher is thinking.
However, September did know Luo Xiaoli's identity, yet she still did it regardless, showing no concern that she was the commander's girlfriend. Was this a case of settling a personal score?
Of course not, she's not that bored.
As a master of swordsmanship, September had a keen eye. She could see that Luo Xiaoli was making rapid progress and had exceptional talent. In a short period of time, her training level had far surpassed that of others.
Furthermore, during the fight between Luo Xiaoli and Ke Bing, Luo Xiaoli clearly held back and did not use her full strength. Instead, she trained with ease, which will not lead to any progress.
Ultimately, swordsmanship is a killing technique; leaving room for maneuver means losing the right to improve.
Of the dozen or so students currently in the arena, only Adela, with her previous experience in broadsword techniques, can be her opponent.
That's why she did it.
In September, she turned to face everyone and said, "You don't need to practice for now. Sit down together and watch how the two of them spar. Take a good look."
"But! Teacher! This is clearly unfair..." Ke Bing was anxious and stepped forward to stop her, but she suddenly stopped midway through her sentence. The reason was that Luo Xiaoli, who was standing in the middle of the room with cherry blossoms against a broadsword, stretched out her fair fingers with distinct knuckles, signaling her not to continue.
"Okay, I'm willing to spar with her."
Calm words came from Luo Xiaoli's mouth. Her stunningly beautiful face showed no fear, but rather a deep coldness.
These words immediately shocked everyone!
No one expected her to take the initiative and stand before Adela with her delicate body. The contrast was like a beautiful but fragile flower in front of a sturdy tree, which would be blown down by a gust of wind.
Ke Bing could sense the confidence in her tone.
So what was Luo Xiaoli thinking? She didn't know what level she had reached, she only felt that with the Cherry Blossom in her hand, she was rapidly crossing one level after another. From being evenly matched with Ke Bing at the beginning to easily dodging her attacks, she really wanted to know if she could defeat Adela now.
One more thing.
That was because Adela had deliberately bullied her in the past.
She never avenged that push.
Luo Xiaoli never considered herself magnanimous; she held grudges.
So, the mistakes you made back then, you'll have to pay for them today.
She took two steps back, her eyes gleaming, clearly ready to face the enemy.
Seeing this, Ke Bing did not stop him anymore, but secretly felt a chill.
"Heh, fine then." Adela was very contemptuous. She felt that she could easily defeat the "little loli" in front of her with a single move, just like an adult beating a child. She was confident of victory and therefore contemptuous.
Not just Luo Xiaoli, but how many of the students present could actually hold their own against her?
After all, these people are all well-behaved children who have been pampered and studied in the city, while what about me? I went hunting with my father at the age of seven and could fight wild wolves at the age of eight. What is the comparison?
"Ready?"
"alright."
"I'm all better now."
"Okay, let's get started."
In September, she sat down cross-legged with the other students, but she still held the demon sword in her hand, as if she was ready to make a move at any moment.
Adela raised her chin. "I'll let you make the first move."
Luo Xiaoli rolled her eyes, flicked her wrist in a nimble wrist flourish, and the knife instantly turned to the side. Without uttering a sound, she pushed off the ground with her slender feet and flew over at an astonishing speed.
The effects of months of physical training were evident at this moment. The physical condition of these trainees was far beyond that of ordinary people, not to mention the exceptionally talented Luo Xiaoli, whose grades had always been ranked first!
Adela had been glancing in her direction out of the corner of her eye, but she hadn't expected the speed to be so fast. Her pupils contracted sharply, and she immediately raised her knife to block. A bad premonition rose in her heart in an instant, and she gripped the hilt of her knife tightly. She raised her knife to defend her left side, which was exactly where the opponent was attacking. She twisted her right wrist, supported herself with her left hand, and gritted her teeth.
With a "clang," the two swords clashed, and a tremendous force was transmitted. Adela had never expected that she would clearly feel the shock through her wrist, which even made the tiger's mouth that Teacher September had cracked earlier ache slightly.
She frowned deeply and used all her strength to try and dislodge Luo Xiaoli's knife, hoping to gain the upper hand.
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