Capítulo 914: Chapter 687: Probably Just a Coincidence
Spencer started with a shallow sinister smile, then continued to laugh louder and louder, completely ignoring the reactions of the crowd behind him.
At the age of 21, he reached a physical level of 23, with top-tier neural response, muscle tension, and bone strength.
This level of physical prowess was more than enough to serve as a dagger in any army.
In this playful challenge of the Swordsmanship Club, it was simply the difference between adults and children.
Those people were so weak… he used only seventy percent of his strength, yet still they couldn’t withstand it.
Of course, as for Boat, that fool, Spencer wasn’t as capable in effortlessly causing him to spit blood with a mere bump.
Spencer stopped at the peak of his laughter and then turned his head to scrutinize Bing Su, his sharp voice sounding: “As long as none of you have any objections today, I’ll take on this challenge.”
“No objections.”
“Hurry up!”
Cheers erupted from all around, with curious onlookers hyped for entertainment, occasionally interspersed with dissatisfied curses.
Bing Su bit her lip, her heroic spirit reaching its peak at this moment.
She abruptly pulled back her arm.
There was a sharp sound!
A long sword with a faint red glow was drawn out like it was forged in fire.
“Wan’er, step back.”
Bing Su’s attitude was resolute, her tone indisputable.
Youshi Wang glanced at Bing Su, then at the opposite side, nodded and stepped back.
But as soon as she withdrew, she took out a Sky Communication and tapped it multiple times without looking.
This action was noticed by a few people, including Dongye Fei, who merely chuckled without further comment.
The higher the profile, the better in testing Dingchuan Academy’s limits.
Spencer did this very well.
“Draw your weapon, I, Bing Su from Dingchuan Academy, challenge you here!”
At this moment, the girl’s momentum soared like a rainbow, the sword tip like water and the setting sun pointing at Spencer.
Spencer snickered, clapped his hands, and spread them wide.
“No need, beauty, let’s just do it here. I’m short on time. So, if you can’t manage, you can call someone else for assistance.”
The seemingly kind words disguised deep malice.
Bing Su snorted, flicked her hand.
Probe Sword—Stream Willow!
The entire long sword suddenly vanished without a trace, turning into an illusion, the next second erupting in front like splashes of waves full of sunset-red sword light.
And among this sword light, a sword shadow wavered like a willow emerging from the wave.
A silent and swift slash towards the opponent.
After this splendid sword strike, even those exchange students who looked down on others couldn’t help but shout in praise.
This beauty indeed had real skill, this move was simply… beautiful.
As the conflict began to escalate, some onlooking students gradually gathered around.
They didn’t know the backstory, only saw a young beauty suddenly strike at an ugly short person with a sword.
Spencer merely raised his eyelids and caught sight of Bing Su’s pure face amidst the sword light, grinned with a smile not reaching his eyes.
Then the next second.
The crowd heard a dull stomping sound from beneath their feet.
Then…
“Buzz!”
Spencer moved so fast that he left only afterimages as he instantly entered the sword light, merely clasped two fingers of his right hand together and flicked lightly.
The long sword that approached silently like a willow was hit as if struck by lightning, instantly sent flying back.
A tremendous force traveled from the sword ridge to the hilt, making Bing Su groan and lose control, retreating several steps, with that sword light vanishing instantly.
She stared at Spencer in shock.
Only now did she understand that this person had been holding back earlier in the Swordsmanship Club.
“Just a show.” Spencer shook his head, and without waiting for Bing Su to respond, his figure flashed again like a specter.
His right hand reached out, three fingers suddenly pinched that Sunrise Fire, releasing a sinister smile from the corner of his mouth.
With a sudden yank!
Bing Su, still retreating, couldn’t react, and her hand became light.
That beautiful Sunrise Fire had been directly snatched by the opponent.
This entire exchange happened swiftly within a blink, lasting only two or three seconds.
As the forms separated, Spencer wore a cold smile, raised the Sunrise Fire before him, squinting to examine it closely.
“It’s truly a good sword.”
“Give it to me!” Bing Su bit her lip tightly, even drawing blood.
A huge humiliation welled up in her heart, she couldn’t even withstand a single move under the opponent’s hands.
“Susu!”
Youshi Wang quickly ran to Bing Su’s side, fearing that this straightforward girl might act recklessly in her impulsiveness.
“Give it to you?”
Spencer shook his head, “I’ll leave a mark for your Swordsmanship Club, to show that I’ve been here. My name is Spencer, a sophomore exchange student from Dawn Academy, majoring in Fighting.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the three fingers pinching the sword’s spine suddenly exerted force!
The thumb pushed upward, while the index and middle fingers pressed down simultaneously.
“Snap!”
With a crisp sound of metal breaking…
The Sunrise Fire was actually snapped by the opponent!
The two broken pieces of the sword flew apart and fell to the ground.
Bing Su was completely frozen, her big eyes staring motionlessly at the two shallow red pieces on the ground, her body trembling.
Her right-hand fingernails dug deeply into her flesh, drawing blood.
“My… Sunrise Fire.”
“Beautiful Sword Dao lady, now that your sword is broken, can you step aside? I’m really eager to experience the customs of Dingchuan Academy.”
“Hahaha! Hahaha!”
Amidst the wanton laughter, the students of Dingchuan who had gathered around glared with hatred and anger in their eyes.
To be humiliated in such a way, their Rose goddess!
However, the web-shaped crack at Spencer’s feet left them with no courage to step forward.
This short exchange student did not even regard Dingchuan in his eyes.
…
A tall figure walked along the bank of Feibai River, a gentle breeze brushing over the surface of the water, bringing a refreshing chill.
Mu Fan walked forward with a steady pace, occasionally nodding to greet some oncoming students.
Letting go to take a walk, measuring the academy with his feet, really felt nice.
When he reached the midpoint of Feibai River, the water split into a fork.
Three exquisite wooden bridges appeared before Mu Fan.
He should have continued forward, but at this moment, Mu Fan suddenly stopped.
Then he squinted his eyes, slowly turning to the left.
Looking across the Feibai River.
Because that ponytailed figure wearing the swordsman’s clothes was once again reflected in his eyes.
The familiar long chestnut hair beside her, who else but Youshi Wang?
However, the two of them at the moment were like two fragile rabbits in front of a pack of hungry wolves.
Mu Fan tilted his head to look to the left, then to the right.
His calm gaze fell on Spencer, who was small in stature, but stood just in front of Bing Su.
“Who are they?” Mu Fan’s way of speaking to the air seemed strange, but no one noticed it now.
“Exchange students from the Four Great Colleges, the little one over there just broke Bing Su’s sword. Spencer, a second-year student from Dawn Academy, registered physique level 23, proficient in physical combat, especially fierce in leg techniques, has come to Dingchuan as an exchange student.” Black’s voice came, clearly knowing who Mu Fan was asking about.
“Why conflict?” Mu Fan suddenly stepped forward and onto… the left bridge.
And ahead on the left bridge was Green Ninth Avenue.
“Superficial reason or deeper reason?” Black countered with a question.
“Tell me what you have gathered.” Mu Fan ignored it, simply swinging his right wrist casually, his gaze calmly watching the crowded group on the opposite side of the river.
No one noticed him at this moment.
“The superficial reason is their provocation of the Swordsmanship Club leading to serious injury of a member, Bing Su wasn’t happy about it, so she came for revenge; obviously, she’s no match.” Black summarized the facts succinctly.
“Oh?” Mu Fan’s tone was slightly elevated, showing interest.
“And the deeper reason?”
“The deeper reason is… The representative from Dawn Academy’s exchange students is called Dongye Fei, and the purpose of these academy visits is precisely because of… you. You, who inexplicably own the S-class mecha Taigu, and you, who destroyed the Gale family on Mukana Planet.”
Mu Fan’s footsteps landing on the wooden bridge made a creaking sound, rhythmically echoing now.
“Is that so…”
Mu Fan increasingly clearly saw Bing Su’s shaking shoulders, the crowd surrounding her seemed only to be criticizing her without stepping forward.
“So, this is allowed?”
“Do they want to lure me out, or provoke me?”
There wasn’t a trace of emotion in Mu Fan’s eyes; he merely lifted his left hand and then rubbed his right wrist.
“Probably just a coincidence…” Black said sheepishly, suddenly having a bold idea.