The Villain Saint is my secondary account

From hunters blessed by the moon goddess to hunt wild gods, to noble guards corrupted by the Red Holy Spring in the tomb of the God of Life; from newly ascended demigods wielding divine power and commanding tens of thousands of divine subjects, to elite assassins ranked among the top in the empire's largest assassin guild, Ye Xiao was utterly overwhelmed by each and every battle, to the point that he almost forgot what normal strength should be like in the early stages of this life.

Compared to this, a genius female swordsman living a life of luxury in a noble academy does seem rather inferior.

It can only be said that playing too many high-level games has its side effects, and Ella is quite helpless about it.

Ye Xiao, standing in the stands, scoffed dismissively. He was worried that Ella might be tricked, so he came over specifically to observe from an extra perspective whether the other side had any extra arrangements at home. And this was it? He should have just gone to drink with Li Cheng.

If this were his home ground, he would at least have someone drug him to show respect for his opponent.

However, his mocking chuckle was too conspicuous in the deathly silent scene, immediately drawing angry glares from a group of students belonging to the princess's faction.

The intense, needle-like gazes made Ye Xiao somewhat flustered.

Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Ella won the duel, but then got killed by a bunch of angry princess fans? That's just too absurd.

"Ha! Her Highness the Princess only gave you a little leeway, and you dare to be so arrogant!" Seeing the situation was turning against him, Ye Xiao quickly came up with a plan and shouted indignantly, "Long live the Princess! Long live the Princess!"

Although it was a bit silly for one person to stand there and shout, who cares? Being able to evacuate safely is a victory. Ye Xiao almost wanted to applaud his own wisdom.

After he shouted a couple of times, the crowd stopped looking at him with murderous eyes and turned back to look at the scene.

Just as Ye Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, he was shocked to see Skadi, who was sitting with her head down in the center of the arena, seem to raise her head and look in his direction, and then her eyes suddenly sharpened.

Hey, what are you doing? Can't beat them, are you just shifting your aggro?

Ye Xiao panicked a little again, looking left and right to find a place to hide, but the people around him made room for him to wave the flag. Like a flu patient in the team, his unique little space in the crowd shone like a star in the night sky.

In the arena, Ella, dressed in white, walked along, feeling somewhat speechless at Ye Xiao's awkwardness, when she suddenly heard a furious shout behind her, "Stop!"

She turned around in surprise, only to see Skadi, who had been in a daze, pick up the rapier from the ground. Her azure dress fluttered in the breeze that swept across the arena, and her eyes were filled with fighting spirit again: "Priestess Havil, where are you going? The duel is not over yet!"

ha?

Ella turned around, her head tilted slightly.

Is it true? Did Ye Xiao's shout bring her back to her senses?

But she still had a hint of disdain on her lips. This guy lived a life of luxury, and as a swordsman, he could throw away his sword just because his hand was bumped. He was truly unworthy to be her opponent.

"Long live the princess!" "Long live the princess!" But Ye Xiao's weak cries, forced out by circumstances, began to spread like wildfire across the arena.

What kind of bizarre situation is this? Are you guys going to pool your resources and fire a Spirit Bomb at me?

Ella was starting to lose her composure. To be fair, she was the one who had caused this scene, but it was still a bit too abstract.

“Priestess Havil,” Skadi raised her rapier, though her hand trembled slightly from the wound, “I admit I underestimated you. I will do everything in my power to defeat you!”

"Whatever you want." The petite, silver-haired girl playfully stuck out her tongue. "Or, if I draw my sword, you win?"

Faced with Ella's taunts, Skadi gritted her teeth, her feet slightly apart, and deep blue, icy magic gradually gathered at the tip of her sword.

The next second, the blue sword light turned into a straight line, and a sword mark cut through the air, barely passing by Ella's slightly turned body.

But this time Skadi didn't unleash a full-force thrust without regard for the consequences. The instant Ella dodged, she simultaneously pulled back, bent her arm, and thrust her sword at Ella again.

Skadi had never practiced this move before, and her unfamiliar swordsmanship, while trying to maintain her family's sword stance, looked to Ella like she was swinging her sword wildly. Ella simply shook her head slightly to avoid the blade, and then used her left hand to grip the hilt of her sword and thrust it upwards.

"Clang~" The rapier fell to the ground again. Skadi, who had been hit hard twice on the same spot on the back of her hand, was in so much pain that her face contorted. Her legs went weak and she half-knelt on the ground. If it weren't for her dignity and rationality as a member of the royal family suppressing her, she might have screamed out loud.

If it weren't for the blue gloves on the outside, one could probably see the large, bluish-black bruises on the back of the hand.

"If you do it again, your finger bone will be broken." Ella kindly reminded the other person to give up, "Although high-ranking priests can restore broken bones, a serious injury can leave lasting effects."

Skadi had tears in her eyes, but she still managed to pick up the rapier from the ground with her right hand, which she could no longer fully clench, and pointed it at Ella.

“Why bother, little princess?” Ella smiled wryly, but the upturned corners of her mouth and her slightly narrowed crimson eyes made her look like an arrogant and cunning devil in Skadi’s eyes.

Skadi gritted her teeth and thrust her sword forward, but unsurprisingly, Ella once again stabbed her hand with the hilt of her sword, causing her to drop the sword.

This time, the pain was excruciating. Ella showed no mercy, smashing bones without hesitation and striking the princess's hand with the hilt of her sword until it was deformed.

After the third sword drop, even the most clueless among them could see the difference in power. The princess faction's loud and enthusiastic cheers gradually lost their momentum, while the few remaining members of the saintess faction began celebrating with champagne.

Ye Xiao was also a little tired from shouting. Being stared at by a group of people while cheering was really too painful, but then he suddenly saw Skadi in the audience seem to be gritting her teeth and glancing in his direction.

This time, everyone was looking at the princess, so much so that the people around also turned to look in that direction.

Please, please spare me!

Ye Xiao was really about to break down. He didn't dare to just throw down the flag and run away. He couldn't possibly withstand being ganged up on by tens of thousands of noble children.

"Long live the princess!" Ye Xiao had no choice but to wave the flag again with tears in his eyes and shout the slogan against his will. He was beating someone up while cheering them on. There is no more abstract expression in the world than this.

Nasketti actually stood up again, her crippled right hand hanging down at her waist, and she picked up the rapier with her left hand instead.

"Are you kidding me..." Ella was speechless. Enough is enough. What's the point of fighting? Does she really want to force herself to slit her throat and end the battle? "It's about time to end this, little princess. Continuing like this will only add to your shame."

“It’s not over yet, Ella Haviere.” Skadi gritted her teeth, gripping her rapier tightly. “I’m going to make you look at me properly!”

Ella was speechless. How could this guy have such a strong sense of pride? He wanted to control where I looked.

Just as she was about to try to persuade Skadi to surrender again, her gaze suddenly fell upon Skadi's left arm, where a blinding flame suddenly appeared.

Chapter Ninety-One: The Twin Dragon Sword Saints

Legend has it that the late Emperor Loren was blessed by the red dragon ancestors of Molten Castle and the blue dragon ancestors of the Northern Abyss, and thus possesses bloodlines interwoven with the flames of the red dragons and the frost of the blue dragons.

However, as the power contained in the bloodline gradually diminishes with each generation, the vast majority of their descendants can only awaken one of the blessings.

Therefore, the Betis family's swordsmanship was divided from the original complete school into two sub-schools: "Frozen Ice" and "Eternal Burning." The former focuses on defense and close combat, while the latter focuses on offense and burst damage. The original school, which combined the two, was rarely learned by the royal family's subjects.

So when everyone saw the flame burning on Princess Skadi's left hand, they were all shocked again, even more so than when Ella knocked away the princess's weapon three times.

After all, most of the people present couldn't understand Ella's master-level sword skills, but the awakening of Skadi's twin dragon bloodline was clearly visible.

Even Prince Edgar in the stands was shocked. The dual dragon bloodline, which awakened both fire and ice, had only produced five people in dozens of generations since the founding of the dynasty by the late emperor. And those five were all sword saints whose names resounded throughout the continent.

"Wow!" Third Princess Erica exclaimed, her eyes sparkling, in a childish voice, "Big sister is so amazing!"

Of course, the most speechless one has to be Ella.

Looking at Princess Skadi's left arm, which was gradually being engulfed in flames, and her blue eyes filled with fighting spirit, she really didn't expect that her splitting herself to be the other party's cheerleader would actually cause the other party to awaken.

Even though this guy wasn't awakened in the previous life... the pressure from this duel is so great. Does this proud princess really not want to lose?

The Saintess faction students who were popping champagne on stage in the first half of the event were also dumbfounded, and suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

Every citizen of the empire heard their parents recite the story of the five strongest sword saints of the empire when they were young. The name of the "Twin Dragon Sword Saints" was known to every household and was a legend deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

Now, they were able to see the princess who had awakened the bloodline of two dragons, as if they were seeing the legend of the empire come to life.

In the arena, Skadi raised her sword, feeling the call of her bloodline and an unprecedented surge of powerful magic within her.

But she still lacked confidence, because even in this situation, the silver-haired girl in front of her still maintained that lazy, kitten-like demeanor.

Before, she would have thought Ella was arrogant, but after being disarmed three times and losing an arm, she had come to a profound understanding of the gap between herself and Ella.

It's not a slight difference in physical attributes or magical strength, but a huge gap that is difficult for a swordsman to overcome in terms of swordsmanship.

She was beginning to realize that her every move and every breath seemed to be easily predicted by the other party.

The power of the Twin Dragon Bloodline may be strong, but it has only just awakened and has not yet cultivated the "Eternal Burn" style, so the effect she can exert may not be very strong.

But Skadi was determined to go, even if the outcome might not change in the slightest; backing down was something her pride could not tolerate.

She would rather suffer a crushing defeat than surrender; this was her dignity as royalty and the arrogance of a genius.

"Ella Hayville, it's time for my move."

A faint dragon's roar seemed to echo above the arena, and blazing flames coiled around the snow-white blade in Skadi's hand. This was the first time this genius princess had faced an opponent of her own age as a challenger.

Looking at her opponent's clumsy starting stance, Ella had already anticipated Skadi's next move and knew that she could easily dodge it if she wanted to, and even use the hilt of her sword to easily cripple Skadi's left hand.

However, she was curious about the power of the Twin Dragon Sword Saint's sword skills at the Mastery level, since they had never appeared in her previous life. This would allow her to assess the approximate strength of future Sword Saints who hadn't yet reached their full potential at this stage.

So she took a small step forward, her right hand lightly touching the hilt of the sword at her waist; she intended to test her skills with this sword strike.

Of course, she wouldn't go so far as to use Osmon's Holy Flame directly. That's a sword technique that even the mythical Freya couldn't withstand. If she used it, not only would Skadi be left, but half of the academy in a straight line with Skadi would probably need to be renovated.

So, Ella was just testing whether she could withstand a regular Grandmaster's sword draw attack.

The flames gathered even more intensely, and the crimson flames inherited from the red dragon ancestors were like blood plasma wrapped around the sun. At the moment they were compressed to the tip of the sword, they burst out suddenly as Skadi charged forward.

The air inside the arena was dry from the intense heat, and a dazzling line of red light distorted the surrounding vision, its unparalleled power aimed directly at Ella's chest.

Ella stared at the fire that had condensed into a single point, then bent over and drew her long sword with a fierce motion.

The scene, stained red by dragon flames, was instantly split in two.

Clean and crisp, like a knife slicing through thin paper.

The condensed flames suddenly erupted, as if a sliver of light had been forcibly carved out of the middle of a split valley, turning into waves of fire that spilled out onto the flat land on both sides.

Skadi and Ella's figures intertwined amidst the churning flames.

Then, a spray of blood appeared, and the stubborn princess finally fell backward in this final sword exchange.

The deep scar on her chest even revealed the ghastly white bone, and this was the result of Ella intentionally missing her mark.

Ella, who thought she would be exhausted and paralyzed like Ye Xiao after making that cut, suddenly discovered that she could instantly release healing holy light within her body to replenish her strength.

The healing holy light of the evil god's magic can replenish physical strength, while her evil god's magic does not consume mental energy, directly forming a subtle internal cycle.

This little discovery was a pleasant surprise, and Ella had a new assessment of what she could do.

She then glanced at the dying princess lying on the ground, slowly walked over, raised her hand, and was about to speak when the princess on the ground suddenly spoke up: "You are not allowed to... surrender."

"In the end, you still made me draw my sword, little princess," Ella said indifferently. The outcome of this duel was not important to her; she had already achieved her goal of teaching the princess a lesson and proving her swordsmanship.

“I don’t need… a victory bestowed upon me…” Skadi gritted her teeth, blood slowly trickling down her pale cheek. “I will… defeat you…”

"Alright then." Ella sighed and turned to look at the commentator, who was still in a daze. "Aren't you going to announce the result yet, host? If you don't announce it soon, Her Highness might not make it to the medical team's place."

"what?"

"Oh oh oh!"

"S... Princess Skadi is unable to rise again, Miss Ella Hevil has won the duel!!!"

The Saintess faction in the stands, relieved that it was just a false alarm, erupted in cheers once again. Although they didn't understand why Ella's swordsmanship was so ridiculously strong, even the princess who had awakened the bloodline of two dragons was no match for her, but who cared? The Saintess was omnipotent.

Meanwhile, most of the students in the stands who supported Skadi fell into a deathly silence. They still couldn't understand what Ella had done in that towering wave of fire to bring down their princess with a single blow.

Even Edgar, whose swordsmanship had reached the expert level, was speechless with wide eyes, completely unable to understand Ella's swordsmanship.

The third princess, standing to the side, pouted and said, "How useless, sister! You might as well have made it into a toy..."

Only a very small number of people in the entire audience were astonished to see from Ella's sword strike that she had reached the level of a grandmaster swordsman.

But this only made them more astonished.

Chapter Ninety-Two: The End of the Duel

The legendary Twin Dragon Sword Saint of the Empire, and the royal princess recognized by the academy as a generation's swordsmanship genius, were defeated by a notorious young lady who even cheated on her swordsmanship exams.

This was not a battle of equal strength; rather, Princess Skadi was utterly and utterly defeated, her most powerful killing move after awakening her bloodline couldn't withstand a single, casual strike from her opponent.

Even if she is a saintess chosen by the God of Light, the blessing is a holy light spell, what does it have to do with swordsmanship?

After the duel ended, most of the audience members were in a daze.

The two sides exchanged only four moves, but each move shattered everyone's understanding of the world.

Ye Xiao watched the silent crowd gradually disperse and figured it was about time for him to leave as well.

He handed the flag back to the grief-stricken Princess Faction comrade and patted him on the shoulder.

"Your Highness... you actually lost." The student who was slapped took the flag and lamented.

"There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. True strength comes from failure," Ye Xiao kindly comforted her. "Although you lost, you awakened your complete family bloodline. Your Highness will only become stronger than before. As your supporters, you should be happy."

Ye Xiao was a master of saying things that were easy for someone not to be in her shoes, offering empty words of comfort that were of little practical use.

Unexpectedly, the student suddenly looked up and grabbed Ye Xiao's shoulders with both hands, "Yes...yes! Brother, you're right!"

In those piercing eyes, the flame that was about to go out seemed to reignite.

"As expected of the person I chose, you are indeed a true citizen of the empire!"

"Yes, Her Highness is currently in the shadow of defeat, and that's precisely the time when she needs our support!"

"Yes! True supporters should not come at the peak of their fame, nor turn away at the end of their lives. They should be like this brother, remaining steadfast to the end!" The Princess Faction students stood up, surrounding Ye Xiao and raising his hands high. "Unwavering perseverance—this is the spirit of the Empire!!!"

No way! Holy crap, I didn't even say that much! What's going on in your heads? How can this even work?!