Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 56 Seeking War

The light of dawn shone through the window and fell on the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

Footsteps could be faintly heard in the corridor outside the ward.

The panda-man tiptoed carefully, put down the bamboo food box in his hand, and silently prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Butler!" Aglaia suddenly opened her eyes.

"What is it, Miss? I still need to do my morning exercise." The panda man's ears twitched, and he asked without turning his head.

"If you're coming at noon, could you please help me get my clothes and towel? I haven't showered for days," Aglaia said urgently, her face slightly flushed.

"Oh, I got it, no problem." Mussofi patted his round head, stepped out of the ward, and gently closed the door. In a flash, he transformed into a gust of wind and disappeared into the distance.

On the training ground of the Warriors' Division, Guts had already completed his warm-up training of a 10,000-meter run.

Proceed to the next phase.

I swung the sword two hundred times, completing five rounds in total. Only when I was drenched in sweat did I feel a sense of accomplishment.

The burning, transparent battle aura continuously unleashed the body's potential, silently showcasing its talent.

Guts, as the second-ranked student in the Warrior Division, is far more than just a regular official class. In terms of sheer battle aura, he possesses several times more than his peers. Coupled with his innate superhuman strength and exceptionally high reaction speed, he is more than capable of holding his own against three opponents of the same level.

When teaching Lon, Guts often marveled at his extraordinary talent and willpower. Unfortunately, resources were insufficient. They couldn't even afford to eat meat regularly.

"Guts!"

Mussofi leaped and twirled down from the sky, landing lightly on the lawn.

"Mr. Mussophie!" Gus quickly sheathed his sword.

"The weather's nice today! Come with me for a morning workout!" The panda scratched his head sheepishly.

"With pleasure," Gus said with a hearty smile, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

The two leaped away, one after the other.

The two soldiers, who were training on the same parade ground, exchanged glances.

"The expert of the Blue Rose Clan is actually a rare beastman!"

The female instructor, Ai Qian, was tall and slender, dressed in a white swordsman's uniform with gold trim. She possessed a beautiful face that was above average, and she exclaimed in amazement.

"They look pretty strong! I'd really like to have a go at it."

The male instructor, Long En, was burly with bulging muscles all over his body, a square face, a beard, and wore a gray casual outfit.

"When it comes next time, we'll challenge it directly," Ai Qian encouraged with a smile.

"I want it now."

Long En flashed away and chased after the two in the direction they had left.

Ai Qian hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to follow.

The Wizarding Division, the Forest District.

A black rabbit cautiously peeked out from its burrow under the tree. Suddenly, several figures swept across the sky one after another.

Wherever it passed, gusts of wind rose up, and the branches of the trees overhead swayed wildly.

Black Rabbit panicked and quickly retreated back into the cave.

Mussofi found a suitable vacant lot, located on a pebble beach beside a flowing creek.

"You two! What brings you here?" The panda man in the black short jacket asked enigmatically, his hands behind his back.

"Lon En's instruction?" Gus was slightly taken aback, recognizing the person.

"Well! Let me introduce myself. I am Lonne, an instructor from the Warrior Division. I hope to have a friendly spar with you." The burly man with the square face stated his purpose directly.

"I see!" Mussophie excitedly raised the corners of her mouth, bared her sharp beast teeth, decisively put down the bamboo basket behind her, and threw a bamboo knife at Long En.

Long En held the blade in his hand and weighed it lightly. It was rather light, and the blunt, thick blade would probably only leave a white mark if it struck someone. His physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Not bad, let's stop here!" The burly man with the square face laughed heartily.

The two men raised their bamboo knives and faced off.

Gus and Ai Qian, who were watching from the sidelines, wisely stepped aside, leaving enough space for them to fight.

"May I ask your esteemed name?"

"I am Mussophie!"

As the sound faded, Long En took a step forward and launched an attack, causing the earth to tremble beneath his feet, as if a horde of earth dragons were running wild.

The earth-attribute battle aura, a yellowish-brown color, greatly enhances strength and stamina simply by stepping on the ground, while its defensive capabilities rank among the top of all battle auras.

However, Mussophie's wind-attribute battle aura increases attack speed, attack frequency, and movement speed, and also possesses a sharpness attribute. With a light and effortless strike, she landed a diagonal slash on Ron's shoulder.

The burly man's thick skin easily cut a tiny wound, and blood oozed from his skin.

In just one glance, the difference in skill was revealed.

Ron made the same mistake as Guts had made before, underestimating his opponent and being confident that the bamboo sword could not break through his defenses.

"What a sharp knife!"

A bead of cold sweat slid down the cheek of the burly man with the square face. If it had been a weapon forged from fine steel, he would probably have been severely injured and killed.

"Oh, sorry! Friend, I accidentally tore your clothes. I don't need to pay for it, do I..." Mussophie grinned smugly.

The young master once said that anyone who dares to challenge Blue Rose must not be spared. If you can defeat them in one move, you must not use a second.

"It's alright!"

Long En casually ripped off his gray casual clothes, revealing his well-dressed upper body in the sunlight.

His eight-pack abs drew a strange look from Ai Qian standing to the side.

"Want to do it again?" Mussophie tilted her head.

"Of course, I'm very unwilling to accept defeat in one move!" Long En wiped the bloodstains from his wound with his thumb and put it to his mouth.

"Okay! Should I go easy on you?" Mussophie raised the bamboo knife.

"No need, that was just right." The two figures rapidly approached each other.

The initiative remained with Messophy. Lon's prized defense, strength, and stamina could only guarantee a little longer before he was inevitably forced to take hits. Before long, his body was covered in wounds, and he couldn't even touch a single hair on the pandaren's head.

"Hey! Hey buddy, why don't you put on some heavy armor before challenging me again!" The panda listlessly picked up its bamboo sword.

Warriors with earth-attribute battle qi need to be fully armed in order to fully unleash their strength on the battlefield.

"Excellent! The sparring was just right. Your skill is truly admirable." Long En wanted to fight again, but Ai Qian stepped forward to stop him: "It's my turn now..."

"No! No! I won't fight with females!" Mussophie said coldly, shaking her paw.

"Why?" Ai Qian frowned angrily and raised her voice.

"What if I treated you the way I treated him? What then?" Mussophie asked, striking at the heart of the matter.

"It's alright! I don't care. I'm just a burden anyway, it won't hurt to show it to you." Despite saying this, Ai Qian couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"But I care that people will think I'm a lecherous, rogue bear." Mussophie shook her head like a rattle-drum.

"You can just attack my sword! Knock it down..." Ai Qian reluctantly conceded.

A battle that doesn't allow the opponent to fully utilize their strength loses much of its meaning.

"Okay, this is a little bit difficult." Mussophie pondered for a moment and decided to accept the challenge.

(End of this chapter)