"I'm the Void Lance Sword!"
Seeing Ling Sha's gaze, Kiana immediately responded.
Stelle followed suit.
"I'm the Bat Sword!"
In the end, everyone's attention turned to March 7th, the only archer on the field.
No one had expected the usually spacey and silly March 7th to react so quickly this time.
An arrow formed from Formless Ice appeared on her bowstring.
"I'm an arrow—the arrow kind."
Fine, a pun was a pun.
Seeing everyone draw their own "swords," Ling Sha began announcing that the competition had officially begun.
"Be careful when you draw your swords, everyone. Don't hurt one another."
Yanqing's flying swords were light and nimble. Every sword he launched left a wound on an Abundance pest.
The less fortunate and weaker Abundance pests were directly killed by the flying swords, leaving Yanqing no need to follow up.
Yunli's style was the exact opposite of Yanqing's. If Yanqing focused on form and speed, Yunli's sword was pure power.
The greatsword named "Old Iron" dealt massive damage with every swing. Whether the flat of the blade or its edge struck an Abundance pest, it achieved a one-hit kill.
The only difference was that using the edge cleaved the target in two, while using the flat sent the opponent flying like a baseball.
Stelle's bat carried destructive power with every swing. Its speed was no slower than Yanqing's, while its strength was no less than Yunli's.
That level of strength made even Ling Sha, who was observing, look over in surprise.
As for the other Nameless, March 7th, who wielded the power of Formless Ice—
Although her attacks covered the widest area, and every arrow contained the freezing power of Formless Ice, slowing any Abundance pest it struck and even freezing it solid,
her attack power was several steps below the