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Chen Chuanling was still pondering to herself when Fang Daoli's teasing, faintly smug voice reached her. "From the looks of it, Instructor Chen's chances of winning this round aren't very high."

Chen Chuanling snorted coldly. "They haven't even started fighting yet. Instructor Fang, aren't you drawing conclusions a little too soon?"

As her words fell—

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena, Ling Lanxiu drew her sword first and charged Zhu Xiao. Her fierce strike split into three sword shadows, layered one atop another.

A smile played on Fang Daoli's lips as he gestured with his chin. "The opening move of the Flowing Shadow Swordplay—Three Elements Overlapping Shadows. Though this move isn't slow, it is far too direct and straightforward, with no depth and no flexibility. Its power is quite ordinary."

Chen Chuanling's expression fell at those words, and the doubts in her heart instantly scattered.

Though she had not studied the Flowing Shadow Swordplay much, she could still tell whether Ling Lanxiu's performance was good or bad, strong or weak.

Ling Lanxiu had grasped this opening move quite well—one could even say she had reproduced it with textbook perfection. Yet, just as Fang Daoli had said, its flaws were glaringly obvious. The sword momentum was far too direct; against an opponent of Zhu Xiao's level, it posed no threat at all.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sure enough, amid three bursts of sparks, Zhu Xiao easily knocked aside the incoming Sword Light with his sword. He did so with such ease that he had not even used the Rising Sun Swordplay.

Chen Chuanling had thought that having her attack so easily deflected would affect Ling Lanxiu at least somewhat. Yet Ling Lanxiu seemed to have anticipated it long ago. Her offense was not disrupted in the slightest. Borrowing the force