Even Hao Shuai's temperament was being driven into a gloomy mood, let alone Li Xiaoyao, a chuunibyou youth who could least tolerate provocation. Furious, he immediately shouted, "Wicked woman, let this great hero teach you a lesson!"
"Teach me a lesson? With you?!" Lin Yueru drew her treasured sword and pointed it at Li Xiaoyao from afar.
"Hmph~ Defeated opponent!" Li Xiaoyao did not use his flying sword, instead drawing the iron sword from his back.
"Young hero, we support you—defeat her!"
"Go for it~~ Defeat her!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the spectators beneath the arena immediately erupted into fervent cheers.
To a person, they were all cheering for Li Xiaoyao.
It couldn't be helped~~
Not only had Lin Yueru struck ruthlessly just now, she had also fired off a map-wide barrage, cursing every man under the heavens.
Though they lacked the courage to go up and teach Lin Yueru a lesson themselves, they could at least support Li Xiaoyao in spirit.
Even Hao Shuai leisurely added, "Xiaoyao, victory is your only option. If you lose, you'll be expelled from the School!"
"Ah?!"
Li Xiaoyao, who had been rather nonchalant until then, was instantly frightened by Hao Shuai's words. Patting his chest, he promised, "Martial Uncle Sect Leader, don't worry. I'll definitely win!"
Lin Tiannan, who had been watching the show for quite a while, looked at Li Xiaoyao on the stage—dashing and elegant, with a bearing both heroic and imposing—and nodded imperceptibly.
Compared to those silver-speared, wax-headed embroidered pillows from before, this one looked far better.
As for his actual strength, that could only be known after a fight.
Thus, seeing that the two were ready, he immediately called out, "Begin."
Facing Li Xiaoyao, whom she had fought before, Lin Yueru did not dare let