From the moment she kidnapped Erii, she became a roadblock.

Bai Wusheng?

I was a little surprised to see the information on the panel. "Hundred Martial Arts" sounded quite advanced, and it seemed to be a good talent.

Guan Luo is preparing to test his talent in swordsmanship.

If you want to practice, you need someone to practice with; you can't just wave your arms around in the air, can you?

That wouldn't achieve the desired training effect.

Guan Luo looked around, paused on Chu Zihang for a moment, but immediately looked away.

He didn't believe Chu Zihang could withstand his attack; perhaps Chu Zihang needed to activate his second burst of blood to compete with him in strength.

But this is just training, not a time to fight to the death, so Chu Zihang can't possibly unleash his Blood Explosion to fight him.

Therefore, Guan Luo set his sights on Erii in front of him, as it seemed that only Erii could rival him in terms of basic physical qualities.

Since Erii absorbed his blood and underwent a certain transformation, Guan Luo wasn't entirely clear about her current situation.

Guan Luo handed the bamboo sword in his hand to Erii, and then picked up another bamboo sword from the weapon rack next to him.

Erii imitated Guan Luo's earlier actions, brandishing the bamboo sword in her hand.

However, it lacked the swiftness and momentum of Guan Luo's earlier performance, instead appearing rather scattered.

However, given his physical limitations, the bamboo sword still made a series of whistling sounds as it was swung, bending the entire sword as it was swung.

Guan Luo pulled out a sticky note and wrote on it: "Eri, how about a match with me? Just like when we played games before, except this is a real-life version."

Erii's eyes lit up when she heard about the game, and then she nodded vigorously.

Guided by Guan Luo, they stood at the other end of the competition venue, while Guan Luo stood on the other side.

Erii even struck a pose in front of Guan Luo, just like in Street Fighter.

On the other side, Chu Zihang kept a close eye on Guan Luo. He believed that fighting Guan Luo was the only way to truly improve his strength, and that only pressure could bring progress.

While Guan Luo and Erii were preparing, Chu Zihang quietly approached, ready to challenge Guan Luo.

This is a classroom, and a competition of their level should, in principle, be conducted outside of the classroom.

However, he arrived too late. Guan Luo and Erii were already standing in the center of the arena, ready to begin their match.

Not only Chu Zihang walked over, but all the other sparring students stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

Guan Luo beckoned to Erii, signaling her to attack first.

Erii took a slight breath, holding the bamboo sword in one hand, and approached with small steps, aiming at Guan Luo's chest from the lower left.

There are no techniques involved, only speed and power.

In fact, this is true of swordsmanship. As long as you are fast enough and strong enough, you can defeat your opponent.

Guan Luo narrowed his eyes slightly. Erii's strength and speed were even greater than he had imagined. Despite having undergone the transformation of the Path to Godhood, he seemed to be a notch weaker.

Guan Luo took a slight step to the left, dodging Erii's attack, while simultaneously pressing down on his bamboo sword.

The two bamboo knives collided in mid-air, scattering bamboo shavings. The bamboo knives seemed unable to withstand their attack.

Erii suddenly smiled, as if she had found an even more fun game. She swung her bamboo sword at an abruptly faster speed, aiming for Guan Luo's face.

Guan Luo was equally formidable, his attacks equally fierce and swift, constantly parrying and countering Erii's attacks.

At the same time, his understanding of swordsmanship and weapon fighting is becoming more and more profound, and his unseen experience points are increasing rapidly. This is because he has just come into contact with weapon fighting, so his improvement is so fast, and he also has the support of talent.

Bamboo swords are already considered to be very resilient. If it were a regular steel sword, it would probably shatter into pieces on the first impact.

They attacked each other, their figures moving around in the small area, only faint afterimages and footprints left on the ground.

The floor inside the training hall is specially made; it's a special type of cement.

However, even with the combined force of the two, they still managed to leave deep marks.

Everyone was so shocked they couldn't close their mouths; the fact that it could hold a duck egg made their jaws drop as if they'd dislocated.

Even Liu Zhelin, the kendo instructor who had just announced free practice and was resting to the side feeling somewhat dejected, was affected.

He once again questioned his own conscience: when Guan Luo attacked him earlier, he hadn't even used his full strength.

Chu Zihang, who was closest to them, stood on one side of the field, and the strong winds that blew from time to time made his cheeks sting.

The two people in front of him didn't look like mixed-race people, but rather like two trucks colliding head-on.

After quickly assessing his own strength and the gap between himself and his opponent, Chu Zihang silently took a step back.

A wise person knows when to yield. If you're fighting someone, and they're about to strike you, you'll probably be begging to stay alive.

Although Chu Zihang dared to wield his sword against the strong, it was best to avoid such meaningless battles and save his life for later.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The only sound in the quiet venue was the clash of Guan Luo and Erii's bamboo swords.

The bamboo knife finally gave out; its internal structure had been altered by the two consecutive impacts, rendering it inflexible.

Bamboo shavings kept flying out, and Guan Luo noticed that the bamboo sword in his hand was slowly getting shorter.

Erii was in the same situation, but the battle continued unabated as she relentlessly attacked with an increasingly shorter bamboo sword.

Finally, when only the hilt of the bamboo sword remained, the two stood on opposite sides of the training ground again.

They couldn't determine a winner this way, mainly because of the weapons; even if a bamboo sword struck, it wouldn't help.

It still doesn't bother them.

Guan Luo and Erii were unable to unleash their full power with these bamboo swords, and had to hold back their attacks the whole time; otherwise, the bamboo swords would have shattered on the very first strike.

Erii looks like she's having a lot of fun.

Guan Luo glanced at the panel and found that his skill level had not increased, but he felt it should be soon. It seemed that the intensity of the battle was still too low and the training effect had not been maximized.

When the two men hung the last bamboo knife handle back on the weapon rack, they weren't even sweating.

Guan Luo turned his head and saw Chu Zihang standing to the side, a puzzled expression on his face.

Chu Zihang, however, kept a straight face and didn't say anything. He waved to them and then turned to leave.

Afterwards, Guan Luo and Erii stood in front of the weapon rack for a while, then picked up new weapons and started wielding them.

In their territory, not a single weapon on the armory rack survived.

To be honest, these weapons were too light and not sturdy enough for them to feel anything when using them.

When get out of class ended, Erii tossed aside the hilt of a katana in her hand, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

Guan Luo looked at the iron fragments and weapon hilts scattered all over the ground, wondering whether he should ask them for compensation.

Guan Luo probably doesn't need it, since it's the academy's problem; the weapons the academy makes are just too inferior.