Chapter 7: Teacher, Let My Fiancé Come
Professor Freya, while explaining the Spirit Particle Structure of the “Three Overlapping Waves” Spirit Robe in detail a few weeks ago, invited Ms. Tea, a sword expert from the Black Moon Holy See, to give a practical demonstration today to better showcase combat effectiveness.
As Professor Freya spoke, she turned and pushed aside the large blackboard behind her, revealing an empty training ground. She walked slowly to the center of the training ground and turned back. She wore a long saber at her waist and a loose white martial arts robe, cinched with a black belt. Her wine-red hair was tied in a side ponytail that hung down her left shoulder, resembling a gentle wife. However, her posture was upright, and her gaze as she surveyed the crowd carried immense pressure. Finally, her gaze softened as she looked at Cha Nai Xue in the front row and nodded.
Cha Nai Xue regained her senses and walked into the training ground. She was not a student of Weiyang Academy, but the Black Moon Holy See and Weiyang Academy had always had resource cooperation, and visiting each other was common. Unlike facing ordinary people, Freya was a Third-stage Spirit Master with the title of Blade Demon, which required Cha Nai Xue to concentrate intensely, setting aside matters concerning Xia Feng for now.
Cha Nai Xue stood in the arena, gripping her long saber with both hands. She exuded the aura of a berserk blade, and her momentum rapidly escalated. In the blink of an eye, the saber in her hand was covered in a bloody aura. With a crisp, low shout, she fiercely raised her saber and slashed forward, “Buzz!!!”
Three consecutive crescent-shaped blood-colored Spirit Flows, carrying terrifying momentum, instantly appeared before the red-haired professor at a speed imperceptible to the human eye. Freya raised her saber to block horizontally, her feet remaining still as if rooted to the spot, but her wine-red side ponytail scattered wildly in the wind.
“Buzz buzz buzz—” The three blood-colored crescent attacks were easily nullified by Freya’s horizontal saber defense. She looked at the snow-dressed woman in the distance and nodded in approval, “Not bad, it seems the position of Saintess in the Black Moon Holy See is likely yours.”
“You flatter me, Professor,” Cha Nai Xue clasped her fists in a bow.
Freya didn’t say more and turned to address the class. “What Cha Nai Xue just used was the standard ‘Three Overlapping Waves’ starting move. The Spirit Particle Structure of the Spirit Robe is fundamental, but the corresponding starting move is also very important! Students who understand can come up and try.”
Unfortunately, after a moment of silence in the classroom, no one raised their hand. Mushroom leaned over to Xia Feng and whispered, “Three Overlapping Waves, this is one of the most difficult offensive Spirit Robes to learn among D-class Spirit Robes. We’ve only been learning it for a few weeks. Whoever goes up will surely embarrass themselves.”
Xia Feng lazily propped his jaw, with no intention of trying it himself. He was gazing out the window, preparing to give the “One-Tail Spirit Robe” to Mu Qingtong after class so she could learn it thoroughly. The problem was how to reasonably give it to her.
[Upon seeing Cha Nai Xue’s battle, Mu Qingtong subconsciously recalled the Spirit Particle Structure diagram of the Three Overlapping Waves. Your understanding of Spirit Robes has improved, and you have successfully mastered D-class Spirit Robe ‘Three Overlapping Waves 100% Mastery’.]
“…” Xia Feng, still half-asleep, sat up abruptly, staring in shock at the back of the black-dressed woman in front. “What the heck? You learned a D-class Spirit Robe just by recalling it?”
“Since no one is willing to come forward voluntarily, you can choose the next person,” Freya said to Cha Nai Xue.
“Me?” Cha Nai Xue was startled but didn’t refuse. Instead, she subconsciously glanced at the black-haired youth in the back of the classroom and found Xia Feng gazing absently in a certain direction. She followed his gaze. An elegant woman in a simple black dress sat in the second row, calmly looking at her. Golden eyes met purple pupils. Freya lowered her long eyelashes slightly and said with a soft smile, “Let’s go by proximity. This young lady looking at me, would you be willing to come up and try?”
Mu Qingtong, snapping out of her daze from accidentally learning the Three Overlapping Waves, calmly faced Cha Nai Xue. She was certain she didn’t know Cha Nai Xue, but she clearly sensed that this woman seemed to be targeting her.
“That woman named Tea is so detestable!” Mushroom, a straightforward and talkative person, grumbled beside Xia Feng. “She could have chosen someone from the third-year seating area, but she deliberately picked someone from the second year. She’s definitely doing this on purpose. Mu Shen is going to be severely embarrassed.” As Mushroom spoke, Mu Qingtong had already walked into the training ground.
As Mushroom predicted, although Mu Qingtong managed to unleash the Three Overlapping Waves, as soon as she started her attack, the three blood-colored crescent waves began to collapse and disintegrate. By the time they reached Freya, only faint wisps of energy remained. However, Freya looked at the calm girl in the distance, who showed no signs of being discouraged by this temporary failure, and praised her with a look of approval: “Very good. Although your starting move wasn’t standard and your understanding of the Spirit Particle Structure isn’t thorough, you’ve found the right direction. As long as you continue to work hard in this direction, I believe you will succeed soon.”
“Thank you for your guidance,” Mu Qingtong bowed with a smile.
Seeing how adept Freya was at acting, Xia Feng couldn’t help but admire her, thinking that she truly lived up to her reputation as a future world-destroying villain, skilled at playing weak. Mu Qingtong calmly put away her saber. She hadn’t exerted her full strength, not even thirty percent. Since she could remember, she knew she was different. Whatever she set her mind to learn, she could master it with ease. After entering Weiyang Academy at the age of eighteen, she had rapidly advanced from a novice to an Apprentice Spirit Master and then to a First-stage Spirit Master in less than a month. Although no one knew, she was naturally proud of this. She had even studied the biographies of tens of thousands of historical figures, but none had a cultivation speed like hers. Sometimes, she even felt she might not be human, but merely an entity appearing in human form for some reason. Since Mu Qingtong had reached a level beyond human capabilities, she naturally did not wish to expose her uniqueness.
However, this also made her feel lonely at times, even finding the world rather dull, and these beings called humans exceedingly boring.
“Alright, Mu Qingtong, you can choose the next person. Who do you want to try?” Professor Freya’s voice brought Mu Qingtong back from her thoughts. She paused, as if struck by an idea, and directly cast her gaze at the black-haired youth in the last row. Their eyes met. Her beautiful eyes, framed by her golden-rimmed glasses, curved slightly, and she said softly, “Teacher, my fiancé happens to be here today. I’d like him to come up and try.”
“???” Xia Feng’s arm, propping up his cheek, tilted. He sat bolt upright again, as if suddenly revived from a fatal illness. “Good heavens, Mu Qingtong, Cha Nai Xue targeted you, and now you’re targeting me?”
“Fi-fiancé?!”
“Huh? Huh?!” The entire hall erupted in an uproar, the previously quiet classroom suddenly boiling.
“Mu Shen actually has a fiancé? You’ve got to be kidding—”
“Let him come out! I’ll beat him to death!”
“I—Holy crap!!” Mushroom was also shocked by the news. After a curse, she rested her forehead on the edge of the table, covering her face with a sigh. “Sigh, I finally found a goal, and she already has a boyfriend…”
Seeing that no one came forward, Freya said calmly, “Who is the… come up.”
Xia Feng pondered. Estimating that he could also hide his strength like Mu Qingtong, he patted Mushroom’s head and chuckled, “Good daughter, watch your dad perform.”
Mushroom, not hearing clearly, tilted her head up in confusion and asked, “No, why are you going down there?” But as Xia Feng stepped into the training ground and took the long saber from Mu Qingtong, her clear eyes gradually widened until they were like saucers. Her thick black-rimmed glasses slid down her nose. Mushroom opened her mouth silently.
No way…
“Damn it!”
