Even though Lania’s mood was teetering on the edge of rage, she had not lost her composure.
Why did I feel a strange kind of fondness toward such an utterly wicked person?
Is it just because she looks harmless and safe?
Heh, but now this seemingly harmless person has already revealed her true face! She is insulting your teacher! And she stands right in front of you, shamelessly saying she’s going to weigh you! Ultimately, it was because I understood her too little that even recalling those brief moments spent together now seems unbelievable.
“I heard your teacher’s strongest skill is swordsmanship, so I won’t bully the weak. I’ll use swordsmanship to defeat you.”
At some point, Vyea had already arrived at the foot of the tower. One more step forward and she would hit the long halberds of the Arbitration Knights pointing at her. She frowned, glancing at the two Arbitration Knights before her who looked ready to face a dire threat.
In just three years, has the quality of the Arbitration Knights declined this much?
Perhaps provoked by the girl’s disdainful gaze, the two Arbitration Knights shouted fiercely and lunged forward, their halberds stabbing sharply toward her.
Vyea drew the Knight Sword she had been holding in her arms. A flash of silver light cut through the air, and the two Arbitration Knights were struck by the flat of the blade, flying backward and crashing into the Arbitration Phalanx. Their armor shattered, and they lost consciousness.
The whole process was effortless and graceful, as if she had simply flicked away two ants blocking her path.
Shaking her wrist, Vyea continued forward toward Lania. The Arbitration Knights all retreated. With a tone full of confident malice, she said:
“Although I don’t understand why you don’t use a sword, I’ve heard that you used to be lazy all day, loafing around without focusing on improving your strength. You even wasted most of your time at the Academic Tower on boring picture books… Heh, are there really no other humans?”
Lania remained silent, quietly gathering her strength. This opponent was terrifying—possessing human cunning and the strange ferocity of a monster. With such a frail frame, she had easily knocked aside two sturdy Arbitration Knights.
Before receiving the blessing of the Hero’s Mark, Lania could never have done this. It required an extremely high level of skill in the Path of the Sword and mastery of power manipulation.
Lania had sparred with her teacher before, but she had never been able to break through his defense. It wasn’t a matter of lacking strength—her experience was insufficient. Against an impeccable defense, every strike that landed was neutralized.
Therefore, the power she awakened from the Hero’s Mark was the Power of Rending.
There is no defense in this world that cannot be broken. Even the most perfect defense will be torn apart after countless slashes. If it can’t be torn, it means the attack frequency isn’t high enough! Not enough strikes!
Her teacher always said, “No martial art is unbreakable. Only speed breaks through.”
Lania moved like a nimble rabbit; the huge scythe in her hands was as obedient as a lamb.
She spun and swung! A left leap, another slash! Circling around, she cut again! As soon as the first wave of attacks ended, the second immediately followed!
The third round… the fourth… Lania couldn’t believe the opponent was using a mass-produced Silver Knight Sword to block her onslaught, but the feedback through her giant scythe told her she had failed to pierce through the enemy’s defense.
Without a hint of discouragement, Lania stuck close to Vyea, flashing about to choose the right moment and position. The massive scythe poured down a torrent of cutting light blades on the opponent each time.
“Is that all? Didn’t eat?” Vyea parried Lania’s attacks with her sword while mocking her verbally. “Didn’t eat? Didn’t eat? Didn’t eat?!”
Lania swore she had never swung Violet Surge so fast all these years. Even at the brink of exhaustion, all she felt was frustration.
Countless strikes, countless reverberations.
She clenched her teeth so hard that every bone in her body groaned from the shock. What was more terrifying was that the opponent blocked all her attacks with just one Knight Sword.
“I don’t dislike you Brave!”
Vyea’s voice was soft but strong enough to cut through the rain of ice blades clashing between them. “After all, there aren’t many like you—poor, overworked, tireless cattle who desperately create value for others. You helped me a lot too, so I like you.”
You just like me like that, huh?
Sensing Vyea beginning to counterattack, Lania’s pressure suddenly increased, leaving her little breath to even speak. Yet, scenes of sparring with her teacher surfaced in her mind.
At first, her teacher only defended and let her attack, waiting for her to exhaust herself before counterattacking.
The first time, Lania quickly surrendered.
The second time, she foolishly held out five seconds longer.
Later, she started slacking off and playing tricks, thinking, “My teacher is so strong that I’ll never catch up. Why bother? It’s better to do what I enjoy. Fighting is the most annoying and boring thing.”
Her teacher didn’t mind her slacking attitude.
After all, back then, Vyea truly believed she would slay all the demon lords, end the birth of monsters, and bring the world back to normal.
In the distance, Hua Shiyu and the Judges from the Arbitration Office also hurried over, but they dared not approach too closely.
“This is bad, really bad,” Hua Shiyu said, her face grim, wanting to intervene but not knowing where to start.
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