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A sharp sword qi landed on Xue Baiyu's tightly clenched hand. If he did not retreat, his hand would probably be chopped off.

Subconsciously, Xue Baiyu's gaze changed. He could not let go of his sword and retreated in panic.

"Tap, tap …"

Only after taking a few steps did Xue Baiyu stabilize his body. His face was filled with shock and uncertainty.

It was just a single move, but the blade in his hand had been thrown!

Such a result, let alone Xue Baiyu who didn't want to believe it, everyone on the stage saw it with their own eyes, it was hard to imagine.

Even the teachers and instructors on the stage, including strong people like Thunder Faculty Elder and Meng Chengjue, were in disbelief.

There were many teachers and teachers present who possessed sharp eyes.

With their cultivation s and their eyesight, coupled with the fact that they had been paying attention to the Battlestage, they were naturally able to tell that Lee Yao had genuinely broken through the middle level of Xue Baiyu's Burning Heaven Blade Art just now.

On the other hand, Lee Yao's Broken Saber Technique was not that complicated. On the contrary, it was an extremely easy method.

However, such an easy method actually easily cut through Xue Baiyu's blade and almost cut his palm off.

"Lee Yao is too soft-hearted. Otherwise, Xue Baiyu would have been crippled already!"

Meng Wenjia muttered to herself as she stared at the scene on the Battlestage. Lee Yao held back just now, otherwise, Xue Baiyu wouldn't have been able to dodge it and would have already been crippled.

"No, that's impossible!"

On the Battlestage, Xue Baiyu's expression changed in shock, his eyes went blank for a moment, then he roared out in anger, almost going crazy.

Throwing away the weapon in his hand in one move was the same as losing miserably. Xue Baiyu found it hard to accept this outcome. His aura surged out as the blazing fire attributed Yuan Power filled the air and once again charged towards Lee Yao.

"Woo woo!"

Intense wind-breaking breathing, and a scorching aura spread out from the Battlestage.

Just when Xue Baiyu was only half a meter away from Lee Yao, a sharp smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as Yuan Qi gathered on his fist.

"Middle level Yellow Grade martial skill, Ardent Flame Explosion Fist!"

With a deep roar, Xue Baiyu's fist was wrapped in a scorching aura. His entire fist was like a burning fireball, bringing along a sharp and hot wind as it rumbled through the air.

Lee Yao's fist struck out towards her with a strange yet powerful momentum.

Lee Yao's eyes narrowed slightly as she sensed the hot wind that was spreading over Xue Baiyu's fist. The Yuan Power in her body circulated as she suddenly shook her arm. The sword glow on the treasured sword in her hand erupted.

Lee Yao didn't use any martial skills, as if it was her instinct. Suddenly, several sword lights shot out from her sword.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

A ray of sword light dissolved Xue Baiyu's punch.

Several sword lights were like lightning. They were clearly frightened by Xue Baiyu, but they could no longer evade and shot straight at Xue Baiyu's body.

"Swish, swish, swish …"

Xue Baiyu staggered backward.

With every step Xue Baiyu took back, a sword mark appeared on his body.

Xue Baiyu's robe was torn apart and blood splattered. The eight sword marks on his body avoided fatal wounds, but he was bleeding profusely.

When the last step was to stabilize his body, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of Xue Baiyu's mouth in a miserable manner.

Xue Baiyu's face instantly turned pale. He also sat on the ground limply, as if he was still immersed in an indescribable fear.

As the person in question, Xue Baiyu knew very well what kind of blow he had to suffer.

If it wasn't for Lee Yao holding back, he would have died eight times already.

Every sword strike of Lee Yao's was sufficient to take his life.

"Huala …"

"We won, Lee Yao won!"

"Hua …"

Looking at the scene on the Battlestage, the surrounding area became silent for a bit before it started to boil again.

There were still many new students in the plaza. At this moment, when they looked at Xue Baiyu, who was sitting on the ground, they were dumbfounded.

As a freshman, many people were quite clear about Xue Baiyu's strength.

Although Xue Boyu wasn't as strong as Yu Chengloong and Gu Yuan, he was definitely one of the top freshmen.

Before entering the academy, Xue Baiyu was a cultivation at the fifth level of Martial Master Stage. Currently, a cultivation at the sixth level of Martial Master Stage had defeated him so miserably even after using all of its strength.

It was only two moves, yet he had thrown away his saber in one move and struck the second one flat on the floor.

The shock that this brought to the entire stadium was not in the least bit inferior to a single blow from Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen and Tang Qian.

On the high platform, looking at the defeated Xue Baiyu on Battlestage, the teachers and teachers of the academy were also in disbelief.

Many people were astonished and shocked.

Yu Tao and the coaches behind him had ashen and ashen faces.

"Unbelievable. Lee Yao took out her sword. She seemed to have known all of Xue Baiyu's weaknesses. Moreover, she also knew the simplest, most direct and effective method to break it. Although these methods look simple, they are actually quite extraordinary …"

A few breaths later, Ni Huanhuan, who was on the high platform, seemed to have noticed something and mumbled to herself.

"From the looks of it, Lee Yao is also a good talent, with extraordinary potential. She's a good seedling!"

Some teachers sighed with emotion. Lee Yao was considered average amongst the freshmen, but it seemed that everyone had misjudged her. She was also a good seedling.

Looking at Xue Baiyu who fell down on the Battlestage, Lee Yao put away the sword in her hand and heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, her eyes were filled with arrogance as she said: "Senior Xue, you've lost, I admit defeat!"

As she finished speaking, Lee Yao walked down the Battlestage stage and directly stood in front of Du Shaomu. With a relaxed look in her eyes, she said, "Mr Mu, I've won."

Looking at Lee Yao, Du Shaomu's gaze wavered. He lowered his gaze slightly and said: "If this is a real life and death battle, the one who dies will be you!

"Mr Mu, I …"

Lee Yao's heart tightened. She was very clear that she had held back in the first move, and even in the second.

"This kid really thinks Lee Yao is his student!"

Hearing Du Shaomu scolding the victorious Lee Yaoli, many of the teachers and teachers in the academy were secretly whispering to themselves.

Where did this kid get the qualifications to scold Lee Yao? If he were to continue following this kid, he would probably be destroyed.2

"Ahh, with your character, you can't be blamed. Step down."

Looking at the nervous Lee Yao, Du Shaomu sighed.

After getting along with each other for a while, he knew everyone's personalities.

Lee Yao and Jin Jiawen were the kindest, but when they had to make a decision, they did it cleanly and decisively. They never dragged their feet …

"Yes." Meng Wenjia was the most arrogant, Weng Zixuan had the worst talent, but he was the most tenacious. Tang Qian had the most explosive personality.

Lee Yao had held back just now because of her personality. If it was a life and death battle, it would have been easy for her to suffer.

"It's good that you've won."

Meng Wenjia, Xiaohu, Jin Jiawen, and Tang Qian all came up to him. They were all overjoyed.

"Fourth round, Lee Yao is victorious!"

When the coaches spoke, Xue Baiyu, who was slumped on the platform, was carried down by someone else. His voice resounded around the square as he said, "The final match, Weng Zixuan, will be fought by Yu Chengloong!"

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