Not a single student from second-year Class Seven was missing.
Every student from first-year Class One was present!
The two classes scrambled for desks!
Down below, the two had already become twin hurricanes, winding around each other in battle.
Two white silhouettes tangled together, shouting as they fought fiercely on the ground below the building, a constant crackle of blows ringing out!
Anyone with slightly poorer eyesight could not tell which was which!
Bang, bang, bang...
They exchanged dozens of punches in succession, and for a time, neither gained the upper hand. Then they stepped in again, fists and feet striking together.
They fought from the ground to five meters in the air, the battle growing ever more heated. All anyone could see was still two white silhouettes entwined, their human outlines growing increasingly indistinct. The spectators' only impression was that these two were evenly matched, sharing the honors equally!
Even Teacher Tian, Class Seven's homeroom teacher, wore a grave expression.
Zuo Xiaoduo had enrolled less than half a month ago, while his own student had already trained diligently at Hidden Dragon High Martial for a year! Moreover, he was the cream of the class, its foremost talent.
And they were actually tied?
Boom!
Another clash of palms sent the two white silhouettes recoiling apart from the shock wave, each flying backward like a great bird. Almost simultaneously...
Shing! Shing!
Two sword cries rang out together. Without prior agreement, both drew their weapons the instant they retreated, then twisted in midair and hurtled back. Dazzling Sword Qi filled the eye, and the whistling rush through the air stirred the soul.
Zuo Xiaoduo was on the left, Wu Qing on the right. At that moment, their movement speeds were almost exactly the same. Their longswords flashed with cold light as they