The Immortal Leader Is 24 and a Student / Congyu, the Sword Saint

"Bang!!!!"

Before that guy even arrived, what flew first was her lance... a lance accompanied by a sonic boom, which flew in almost an instant from the distant horizon.

"Boom!"

Then, in an instant, it pierced through the waist of the pursuing Angel, pinning him to the ground.

Half of the spear was embedded in the ground, and while the surrounding stone bricks remained intact, they developed cracks that stretched for hundreds of meters.

It seems this is the result of Etzel's research on "not affecting passersby"—although this makes the road itself more difficult to repair, at least it really doesn't harm anyone else around.

"Wow, that really makes me look at you in a new light."

The sound arrived first, followed by Etzel appearing on the battlefield, riding a handsome black warhorse and wielding a pristine white lance.

She glanced at the Xian Kui and nodded in approval. "It seems that even a nobody has their own kind of greatness..."

Making this compliment, which she considered quite good, Etzel turned her gaze to the Angel who had already broken free.

"A sudden sneak attack, how despicable!"

The Angel rebuked them thus.

Etzel, however, showed no intention of speaking to the Angel. She retrieved her black spear from the ground and gave an order to the Xian Kui—

"You go save the people, I'll take care of this bastard."

Yes, a new class has emerged.

He was more capable than the "minor fodder," but to Etzel, he was someone she loathed even more.

That's what "offal" means.

Chapter 724 Xian Kui, 24 years old and a student

"Hello? Hello?"

"Hey, hey, hey - Cong Yu, are you listening?"

"Yes, I'm here, I'm here."

Cong Yu was on the phone with Eztel, sitting alone on the train, reflecting on how he had only recently left China and already had to go back to check on things.

So, did you win?

Cong Yu asked Etzel this question, and Etzel, on the other end of the phone, replied with obvious pride, "Of course..."

Well, that certainly seems like a given.

"Because I won't lose."

As Etzel spoke, her tone clearly carried a unique kind of pride... Thinking about it this way, it seems she has never truly been defeated.

The same goes for his sparring with Cong Yu.

The situation was indeed not very favorable for Etzel. But the word "defeat" never truly existed in her vocabulary.

"However, I don't know if Xian Kui has told you this."

Etzel added, her pride now replaced by a serious and cautious warning. "This time, Moerae has sent two Angel to wreak havoc on Bright Moon City... two angels existing simultaneously, completely and in one breath."

"Hmm? Two... at the same time?"

Cong Yu's surprised response was not due to the two-body Angel... there were probably quite a few Angel fighting for Moerae.

Cong Yu's surprise stemmed from the fact that they "arrived at the same time".

Because there are many possible associations.

"When will there be three or four?"

Cong Yu muttered to himself, somewhat uncertainly, and his guess was immediately answered by Etzel: "How should I know..."

"But from a common-sense perspective, since there are two..."

If they all come to cause trouble at the same time, then an even larger number is possible.

Etzel casually said on the other end of the phone, "Anyway, come over first... I'm at Xian Kui now."

Well, we can only discuss it after we meet.

But...

"Beep... beep..."

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Cong Yu sighed softly, preparing to send a message to ask again... So, where is Xian Kui?

At home or at work?

Or perhaps it's a meditation room... How would I know if you don't tell me?

But perhaps aware of Cong Yu's doubts, a message from Xian Kui soon arrived—

[Xian Kui: In the office.]

[Cong Yu: Understanding]

--

"Call..."

Xian Kui put down her phone, letting out a long sigh, and reached out to touch the bandage on her arm... It looked like she had suffered a serious injury and was currently recuperating.

White bandages stretched from her hands down her arms and then disappeared into her sleeves, it was unclear exactly where they covered.

So, how exactly did you get injured?

Etzel asked, her arms crossed and her chin resting on the back of her hand, as she looked at Xian Kui: "Then he wasn't injured, was he?"

If it were a normal injury, Xian Kui wouldn't have taken two days to fully recover... Xian Kui is a magical girl.

And she's a very powerful magical girl.

Generally speaking, the stronger a magical girl is, the faster her body will recover...

Xian Kui is undoubtedly a top performer in this regard.

So it's clear this injury wasn't from fighting the Angel.

"Yes, my hand... I hurt it myself."

With that, Xian Kui sighed softly, "This is the consequence of my opportunistic behavior... I've used too much Double Emotion Fill."

With just that one sentence, Etzel understood what was going on... which also answered her questions.

This explains why the Xian Kui was previously able to fight the Angel to a standstill.

"To seek multiple emotions from the past and apply them to oneself in the present moment, thereby achieving a multiplicity of emotions... that's quite remarkable."

Etzel quickly connected this to the slash that Xian Kui had used before, which had been stained black by colorful emotions.

It's like oil paint that becomes pitch black after mixing.

Etzel knew that filling the procedure with emotion and determination would put a huge burden on the body.

But she originally thought that Xian Kui's caliber could reduce these burdens, or even eliminate them completely.

I never imagined that Xian Kui was using it while under such a burden.

"Perhaps you and that blue-haired magical girl beside Cong Yu might have some in common."

Before Xian Kui could say anything to Etzel, Cong Yu's voice came from the wall beside him. "Ah, that kind of common language... it's better if we don't have it."

Cong Yu answered in this way, and he looked at Xian Kui, whose arms and hands were wrapped in bandages like a Muay Thai practitioner, and sighed softly.

"Considering the healing time, your condition is probably more serious than Lantian Zhu's..."

Of course, in terms of the degree of pain and torment, and the user's level of endurance and perversion, the purity of the Xian Kui at this moment is still too low.

"Hey, Cong Yu."

"Cong Yu, are you here?"

Hearing their greetings, Cong Yu nodded, then looked at Xian Kui's health with concern. "Full Fill is already a very dangerous way to use magic for a magical girl."

This means infusing emotions and will into the technique.

This allows for a proportional increase in the size of the technique itself.

The Holy Guard of the Church used this very technique to utterly defeat the still-young Cong Yu.

However, I heard that the Holy Guard became increasingly short of qualified personnel later on... The physical burden of Full Fill is unimaginable.

"So, you actually poured in double the amount of emotion all at once... That's absolutely insane."

Xian Kui understood this principle as well.

But...

"I understand that principle."

Xian Kui looked somewhat disappointed, and shook her head helplessly. "But there's nothing we can do about it, and my protection was worthwhile."

That's true, and Cong Yu wasn't going to deny it.

But Cong Yu felt that, in terms of sheer magical power, Xian Kui was already comparable to some of the Monster King.

It goes without saying who those "some" include.

(Rap King: Hohoho!)

(Takemikazuchi: Hi hi hi!)

Logically speaking, even the weakest players in the game shouldn't need to modify their spells to fight against an enemy like Angel.

In other words, Xian Kui's magic power has reached the King Level, but his combat strength is really weak, probably the weakest among the King level.

Perhaps even the Rap King can't defeat him.

With this in mind, Cong Yu looked at Etzel, who was sitting in a chair swinging her legs, and asked, "Etzel, can you teach Xian Kui how to fight?"

Etzel and Xian Kui were both taken aback by Cong Yu's abrupt words.

"Um?"

"Ah?"

Amidst their puzzled exchange, Cong Yu briefly explained his...

His thoughts were. "Because you, Xian Kui, don't seem to be very good at combat, and you don't have any powerful spells... otherwise you might not even need to replenish your power to defeat your enemies."

"So, if you have some free time, it would be a good idea to find someone to teach you... Are you free lately?"

Regarding Cong Yu's words, Xian Kui checked her schedule and confirmed that she would be available for at least the next period of time.

Eztel, however, looked disgusted and responded with little interest, "Uh... I don't want to, I don't like teaching weaklings to fight."

Is that so? Well, there's nothing we can do about it then.

Cong Yu shrugged and looked at Xian Kui seriously. "Then I'll teach you... Although I'm a student, I should be quite good at being a teacher."

Perhaps, I could also teach Xian Kui a technique that, theoretically, is just as dangerous as Emotion Loading.

"Cough cough..."

Etzel coughed twice, then looked at Cong Yu with bright eyes, raising her hand like a schoolchild.

"I'd like to audit the class! Or become a teaching assistant."

Okay, okay...

Chapter 725 The Cong Yu of the Sword Saint

I never expected this.

I just returned to Japan from China not long ago, and now I'm going back to China for a while.

I didn't expect that... actually I did think of it--

Not long after the start of the semester, Cong Yu took a week-long leave. She didn't even bother to come up with a reason for the leave, and simply wrote "saving the world".

But this time, those who knew Cong Yu's true identity no longer thought he was just talking nonsense.

Such unexpected events are not very interesting.

After all, Cong Yu still enjoyed the period when he was talking nonsense and others thought he was talking nonsense too.

"Well..."