Duel with the Goddess of War (Third Update)

Swish, swish!

The six or seven members in the Training Field jolted awake and all grabbed their weapons, not in a rush, but in self-defense.

Who is this person? Are they trying to scare me to death?

Rose Flower Bing Su looked at Mu Fan's smile stained with "blood" with trembling eyes, and her body involuntarily retreated. Then she suddenly saw the travel bag in Mu Fan's hand and immediately screamed.

"Sister Xue, your travel bag is in his hands!"

Lu Qingxue had already walked up to Bing Su, nodded, and said, "Yes, I want to fight him."

What?

Bing Su almost thought she had misheard what Lu Qingxue had just said!

She said she wanted to fight this person who had just finished eating a corpse?

The guy my senior found... he's such a weirdo.

Tap, tap, tap, Lu Qingxue's footsteps continued, and she did not stop when she passed by Bing Su.

"Is anyone in the First Battle Room?"

"No..."

"Um."

Lu Qingxue walked another ten meters or so and came to the outside of a house. She pressed her palm print, and the door opened.

Then he stood up, turned to look at Mu Fan, and spoke in a voice as clear and calm as a person.

"Come in."

Mu Fan, carrying a travel bag and covered in blood, followed them into the room.

The wood-grain metal door closed, and the indicator light turned red, indicating a locked state.

A group of trainees suddenly gathered together.

"Goddess Susu, what's going on?"

"Holy crap, what did that person just eat? They looked terrifying!"

Bing Su shook her head. She was still shaken. She heard that Lu Xuejie was going to fight that person. She wished Lu Qingxue would beat that person into a pig's head.

Hearing the door behind me close, I looked at the wooden room in front of me, the comfortable flooring reaching my feet through my shoes.

Mu Fan gently rolled the ground, and the moderately soft and hard feedback gave him a good sense of how much force to apply.

"What weapon are you using?" Lu Qingxue had already walked to the weapon rack and picked up a snow-white, sheathed longsword.

This is her weapon; there's one in every training room.

Mu Fan could feel the faint energy in his stomach growing stronger and stronger, and this powerful aftereffect surprised him.

The energy density of this fruit is unexpectedly high. The cells are still greedily absorbing that energy, but currently the rate of energy production is already greater than the rate of absorption by the body.

Feeling the surging power within him, Mu Fan raised his chin.

"Alloy Staff".

With a whooshing sound, Mu Fan held a heavy alloy short rod in his hand. Mu Fan weighed it in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

This weapon is very handy; it must be made of a special alloy.

Carefully putting down the travel bag in his hand, Mu Fan stepped into the fighting arena and saw Lu Qingxue opposite him holding up her black hair with a ribbon, revealing her graceful swan-like neck.

Sizzle~

The longsword, as clear as a spring, was drawn from its snow-white scabbard.

Lu Qingxue looked at the boy holding the short stick in front of her, a hint of fighting spirit igniting in her cold eyes.

"After you finish, join the Kendo Club."

"No, I won't add it." Mu Fan refused without hesitation.

"That fruit... the Kendo Club still has some." The trembling sword tip flicked, pointing at the travel bag.

"Good!"

Mu Fan took a deep breath and answered decisively.

"But you have to beat me first..." As Lu Qingxue raised the scabbard in her hand, a sharp aura, like the edge of a sword, rose from this woman who was like a snow lotus on a mountainside!

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, and the short stick in his hand began to whistle eerily, with swirling afterimages flashing in his palm.

"Can I beat you?"

An energy imperceptible to the naked eye began to surge from his heart, enveloping Mu Fan's entire body, and his eyes instantly became calm and still the moment he finished speaking.

Dark Breath, fourth level!

Absolute Calm!

A state of greatly enhanced mental perception!

Upon entering his spiritual vision, Mu Fan discovered that the woman before him Flame of Fighting Spirit akin to a cold flame devoid of warmth, concentrated to its extreme yet exuding a chill that penetrated to the very bone.

"I'm attacking." A cold notification signaled the start of Lu Qingxue's offensive.

At that moment, the scabbard that had been flung out landed on the floor with a thud, Lu Qingxue's figure transformed into a gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes, sweeping towards him.

"Kendo Snow Wind Seven Styles Slash: Snow Wind - Blood Drinking!"

A sudden flash of cold light fell from the sky like a blizzard.

Mu Fan's eyes instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

Swift, fierce, and ruthless!

This piece embodies Lu Qingxue's understanding of martial arts, that desire to climb to the highest peak and her unwavering belief!

So she didn't hold back at all with this sword strike. She wanted to let Mu Fan know that if he had any reservations, then he was not worthy to be her opponent!

One sword's light is cold and chilling in the snow and wind; another sword's cold gleam drinks blood!

With utmost composure, Mu Fan's eyes locked onto the fleeting trajectory of the sword.

With a flick of his wrist, he swung the short stick in his hand like a whip, and slammed it down onto the trajectory.

Hit!

Mu Fan's keen dynamic vision had already captured the image of the opponent's sword tip being bent by the blow, and now the sword tip was tightly pressed against the ground by the fierce force of the short stick.

However, Lu Qingxue's fair and beautiful wrist trembled slightly.

The sword tip suddenly trembled violently, instantly escaping the downward slam.

Instead, the vibration instantly reached the top of the short stick, then gave a gentle shake, like a silver sparrow drinking water.

With a slight tremor of the sword tip, a perfectly smooth cut instantly appeared on Mu Fan's arm.

After their exchange, the two quickly separated. Mu Fan looked at the cut on the right sleeve of his training uniform, where a string of glistening, steaming blood beads slowly seeped out, eventually forming a Blood Line.

"Give it your all." Lu Qingxue raised her wrist slightly, her long sword pointing at Mu Fan.

Under the Dark Breath, Mu Fan's emotions and thoughts were suppressed to an extreme degree.

Emotions such as anger, depression, happiness, shame, and so on, can only be blamed on the fact that they all turn into a kind of indifferent calm and... coldness.

The pain in my right arm quickly turned into a warm, itchy sensation.

That was a sign that his muscle injury was healing rapidly. At that moment, the warm current in his stomach began to spread to his limbs and bones, making him feel more and more energetic. The rapid muscle healing was the best proof of this.

So, without any pause, Mu Fan gently raised his right arm, palm down. With a strange exertion of muscle power, the alloy short rod seemed to be drawn into his palm and began to spin.

Waaaaah~

The sound of wind began to rise.

Having entered battle mode, Mu Fan spoke softly, his tone completely unwavering. "All out?"

At this moment, all the muscles in his arms bulged out.

The spinning staff wind, still leaving afterimages, instantly transformed into a shadowless blade wheel!

Inheritance Battle Skill, Redemption Seven Stages - Frenzy Cut!

The absolute calm on Mu Fan's face contrasted sharply with the wild and violent spinning motion in his hands.

The moment Mu Fan's aura suddenly surged, Lu Qingxue instantly flicked the longsword in her hand, pressing the blade down with her left fingertip.

"Snow Wind - Defense!"

The wheel-shaped storm that Mu Fan had already formed suddenly slashed towards him.

With her extensive combat experience, Lu Qingxue pressed her longsword down to its limit and then flicked it, striking the side of the cutting wheel.

Avoid its strongest point and strike its weakest point.

But only when they actually fought did they realize how terrifying Mu Fan was when he unleashed his full power!

Lu Qingxue could clearly feel the exquisite skill of Mu Fan's combat techniques in the previous battle, but she really didn't know how strong Mu Fan was.

In terms of strength, the physiological differences between men and women that are formed from birth are magnified infinitely in Mu Fan.

This slight miscalculation was evident even in the smallest of cases.

Buzz!

The sword blade, which hadn't even been attached yet, was instantly deflected!

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