Storm of Gods

Chapter 93 Unexplained Fighting Spirit

Luo Xue and Zhao Qing felt their faces burning with embarrassment. In front of all the committee members, they had completely lost face, so how could they not care?

Nan Kai's defeat was partly due to a difference in skill, but also because he was too nervous. He launched a fierce attack right from the start, which was easily countered by his opponent, causing him to collapse too much later on. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily defeated. His practical experience was too poor.

Fortunately, Shengze still considered the host's feelings.

Luo Xue looked at the others, and Lu Shuai immediately avoided her gaze. Damn, they're serious! This is too fierce! We can't beat them at all. Hurta, on the other hand, was eager to try. He wasn't afraid of losing. Whether he was fighting or being fought, he would just go for it. But Luo Xue didn't choose him. Nan Kai was already one of the veteran players with decent combat strength. Fei Ruolin was not suitable. Hao Ye... this lackey was good at flattering, but he was useless in a tough battle. It would be great if Li Xin were here, but he just wasn't.

At this moment, Zhao Qing smiled and said, "Captain Simmons, I've always wanted to spar with you back in Longjing. Now that we're in Tianjing, I have to do my part as a host. Please."

Zhao Qing stepped forward. As expected of the heir of the Zhao family, he possessed both great bearing and demeanor. Simmons had no reason to refuse. "Haha, Brother Zhao, I have heard of your Sky-Piercing Sword Strike many times when I was at the Dragon Capital Academy. I hope you will not hesitate to teach me."

"please!"

The mentality of the group also changed subtly. It was clear that among the members of the Tianjing team, Simmons valued Zhao Qing more. If it were a captain versus captain match, he should accept Luo Xue's challenge and let his vice-captain, Knight Lancer, face Simmons.

Matthew, Lockhart, and Luo Jin didn't have much of an opinion. They were also worried about the situation in the Four Nations Tournament. Winning the championship was a common need for all parties involved, but it was difficult. Playing at home would give them a better chance of winning, but if the disparity was too great, things would become complicated.

Simmons used the heavy sword that was the mainstream weapon of Montaleta. The heavy sword was wielded with ease in his hands, producing a whooshing sound as it landed lightly on the ground, immediately sparking. This showed the weight of the heavy sword. Luo Jin was a practical fighter. He was a graduate of the Instruction Academy and had a solid foundation. With more than ten years of experience as a Night Patrolman, his eyesight was also amazing. The weapon that his opponent used had a high proportion of mithril. While it was powerful, it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy and put a heavy burden on the body. However, Simmons's every move was relaxed and effortless.

Zhao Qing smiled lightly and drew his long sword, the Hundred Refined Sword of the Hundred Martial Hall, which evolved from the battlefield. Li Long values ​​martial arts, and various schools of thought have existed alongside regional conflicts. The Moon God Church spent a thousand years accumulating resources to establish itself in Li Long, but still could not stop the existence of the Hundred Martial Hall. The people of Li Long have an exceptionally strong persistence in their bones.

Zhao Qing drew his longsword, and Simmons gripped his greatsword with both hands, pointing it diagonally at the ground. The next moment, spiritual energy exploded, and the two charged forward with a roar almost simultaneously. The Hundred-Refined Blade and the Greatsword clashed together. It seemed that Simmons was stronger, but upon actual contact, it was discovered that Zhao Qing's strength was by no means weak. The longsword and the greatsword clashed wildly.

Both sides employed a wide-ranging, sweeping fighting style. In an instant, spiritual energy exploded, sparks flew everywhere, and they exchanged dozens of blows. Simmons' greatsword had the advantage of strength, while Zhao Qing's longsword had the advantage of agility. However, Simmons' strength could not suppress Zhao Qing, and Zhao Qing's agility could not break through Simmons' defense. The two sides' moves were evenly matched.

boom……

Simmons then unleashed a powerful combo, his heavy sword sweeping across Zhao Qing's position repeatedly before delivering a powerful aerial slash. Zhao Qing, caught off guard, dodged the attack with a sliding step and a spiral turn. Simmons's Hundred-Refined Blade slashed diagonally at Simmons, who tilted his head, the blade almost grazing his face. He leaned back, pushed off with his feet, and instantly created distance while dragging his heavy sword. At that moment, a loud bang rang out as Zhao Qing followed closely, his longsword piercing through Simmons. Simmons, knowing there was no way to avoid it, gathered his spiritual energy, and his heavy sword plunged into the ground.

boom……

With a precise parry, he blocked Zhao Qing's sword strike, then threw a backhand punch. Zhao Qing countered with a punch of his own, and boom...

The two retreated several meters almost simultaneously to create distance between them.

The applause was thunderous. Clearly, the two were more than that; this was just a warm-up. But even this warm-up was very impressive, which made the students from Tianjing cheer wildly until their voices were hoarse.

His eyes revealed that it was Zhao Qing. Li Xin was leading the city guards to investigate the Hex Academy laboratory, hoping to find some clues, when he was hastily captured by the students sent by Luo Jin, and then he witnessed the two's flashy battle.

"Uncle Luo, what do you need me for? I have important business to attend to." Li Xin was a little speechless; he thought something serious had happened.

Luo Jin glared at Li Xin, then glanced at Archbishop Matthew and Earl Lockon. "Are you blind, kid? You have no sense at all!" he thought. "The city guards have already intervened. You're always neglecting your duties. How many times have I told you to study hard, train hard, prepare for the Four Nations Tournament, and bring glory to the Faculty of Orders? You've completely disgraced me, the Grand Disciplinary Officer!"

Li Xin...

?

"A higher rank can crush a person," Li Xin could only nod in agreement.

"The Holy Zeal Academy is a first-class academy in Montaleta, and Captain Simmons is one of the best of Montaleta's younger generation. You should learn from the experts and stop wandering around aimlessly. You should learn from my seriousness!" Luo Jin said in a serious tone, as if he were imitating the tone of a great disciplinary officer.

High Priest Matthew and Earl Lockonan, standing to the side, could barely suppress their smirks. They felt that making him the Grand Disciplinary Officer was like forcing a duck onto a shelf, but since they were all on the same side, they had to accept it.

They were determined to elevate Luo Jin to a higher position; once he became the dean and took charge of the Faculty, it would be a leap in social class.

Simmons' eyes were glued to Li Xin the moment he saw him. Li Xin's existence had been on his mind, and he felt that Luo Xue was deliberately hiding something. He couldn't make plans for the future without figuring out Li Xin's background. "It seems that this is a highly trusted expert by the Grand Disciplinary Officer. May I ask for his guidance?"

Simmons spoke directly, which surprised the three of them. Logically, Simmons didn't need to do it, and Luo Jin was just saying it casually. But how could they miss this opportunity? This was not about winning or losing, but about giving Li Xin a chance to be exposed to high-level skills, especially since he relied too much on those unorthodox methods. They were very lethal, but not up to standard. He definitely needed to change. "Li Xin, spar with Captain Simmons."

Since his uncle had spoken, Li Xin naturally had to listen. Simmons looked at Li Xin and asked, "What weapon are you using?"

"Either is fine." Li Xin wasn't picky at all.

"Haha, alright, then let's not use weapons and spar a bit with our bare hands." Simmons handed his greatsword to Lancer, who could feel its weight even in his hands.

The students from Tianjing looked at Zhao Qing again, surprised that he was so powerful.

Lancer curled his lip and thought, "Damn it, this thing the captain uses is not something an ordinary person can use. But the captain's strength is something you country bumpkins can't understand. Our captain is also a first-rate actor. Of course, this time he will also give Tianjing a good thrashing."

Simmons and Li Xin arrived at the center of the court. Unbeknownst to them, a powerful aura was already pressing down on Li Xin with each step. As Simmons approached Li Xin, he had already made his move, but few people present could sense it.

The surging momentum pressed down on Li Xin but did not stir up any water. Li Xin felt the opponent's burning fighting spirit, which seemed very intense.
But why is my hair burning for no reason?

(End of this chapter)