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As soon as the words came out, Roy found that the atmosphere was not quite right, and the teachers and students of the War Emperor all looked at him strangely.

Laudes spoke in an uncertain tone, "... Demon Martial Dual Cultivation?"

Roy scratched his head and said, "Sort of, give me your sword." ”

Seeing this guy unceremoniously borrowing a sword from herself, she looked at the teacher next to her and wanted to ask her opinion.

When he turned his head, he found that Gloria was looking at Roy with appreciative eyes, and obviously Roy had noticed it, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Give him your sword. ”

Finally, when the teacher spoke, Laudes obediently untied the saber hanging from her waist and threw it to Roy.

Catch it, grab the hilt of the sword, draw a slender straight sword, and pour your own magic into it, and there are sparks bursting out.

"Thanks!"

After saying thank you, he turned around and left, not because he didn't want to express his gratitude, but because the woman in red looked at him too strangely, and he really couldn't stand it.

"Has it grown to this point, the Holy Light has followed? Gloria looked at Roy's back and thought silently in her heart.

Bach on the competition stage has long been impatient, even if you have the strength to fight me, but this clearly does not take yourself seriously.

So he decided to use all his strength to make the people of the Holy Domain open their eyes and watch carefully, so that they could know their true strength.

If those talented class students who were defeated under the sword could hear what he was thinking, they would probably be shocked, and they would have been defeated before anyone showed their true strength.

What kind of genius to talk about?

"Do you have to think clearly, do you really need to use a sword?" he teased Roy, looking at Roy as he walked onto the stage.

"There's a saying that waste dies from talking too much, I don't know if you've heard it?"

The chilling sword of wind suddenly exploded as soon as Roy's words were finished!

Bach's face darkened, and he spoke word by word.

"People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, there are high and low, I have always thought this sentence is a joke, in my eyes only strength can represent your identity, and you, which class?"

"Let's get out of the sword!"

Suddenly drew the sword, just the momentum of the sword shocked everyone.

"Fifth Order Sword Master!" a sword king in the War Emperor Academy was shocked.

"Sixteen-year-old fifth-order sword master!"

Even Gloria had to admire: "The first genius in the history of the continent to become a fifth-order sword master at the age of sixteen." ”

Laudes next to her pouted, although she was a little angry when she heard her teacher praise others, but the imposing teenager on the field did make her a little jealous.

When he was sixteen years old, he was still stuck in the middle of the third order, and at the age of nineteen this year, he just broke through the fourth order and was already sought after as a genius in the courtyard, but he didn't expect Bach's strength to be hidden even deeper.

The strength revealed is already the fourth order, and now the hole cards are lifted, which is really more popular than people.

The bricks that paved the floor in the middle of the field were tossed by the howling wind, but Roy still stood there unmoved.

The sword-like wind was as sharp as Bach's sword unsheathed, and even a rare quality sword did not dare to fight it.

However, the wind could not get close to him, as if he was blocked by something, and he stood alone in the howling wind.

"Hehe, I have some ability. ”

Bach struck first, and before he could figure out the strength of his opponent, he didn't dare to use his best with the first sword.

This sword skill is obviously a stabbing slash that has been used many times before, but it has already revealed its full strength, this sword is no longer like a simple first-order sword skill, but more like a sword skill with deterrent power that can bleed!

Roy calmly drew his sword from its sheath, and everyone present thought he was about to make a move...... The next scene took them by surprise.

"Block!"

The swordsman's introductory sword skill has two moves, one to rush and one to defend, and blocking is the defensive sword skill.

Clang!

The tip of the sword touched the spine of the sword, making a crisp sound of metal colliding, sputtering sparks on the contact surface.

"What?!"

Bach was horrified in his heart, although it was only an introductory sword technique, the power used by a fifth-order swordsman was definitely not comparable to that of a first-order swordsman.

He was even sure that among the sword masters of the same level, he could catch this sword that had been blessed with sword intent, and only the veteran sword masters who had been stuck in the fifth order for a long time!

Roy's shot didn't have any aura exposed, and there was no way to know its level.

After failing to make a sword, Bach quickly retreated with his sword in hand, and stood back in place to look at him with a wary expression.

"The sword intent of the wind, speed, and sharpness are all its characteristics, but you have just stepped into the threshold, and you don't know its characteristics. Roy put his sword into the sheath and taught earnestly like a mentor, "So, you better go back and practice for a few years before you fight me." ”

"No, I finally found a sword grinding stone, how can I talk about it in a few years, I will defeat you today!"

The cold light of the sword rose, and the wind was even more tyrannical, and this move alone made the teachers and students in the field feel that they were standing under the storm, rushing and whirling, making people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

And Bach is in the eye of the storm, the initiator of all this.

"Oh my God, is this still human, it's like a sixth-level spell tornado!" Randall hugged Lyra, and a violent and gloomy wind blew in the cultivation hall, lifting Lyra's silver hair and throwing it back.

She has a sad face, although she has a lot of confidence in Roy, but Bach shows enough strength to be called a demon, and ordinary people are not opponents at all!

"I don't know how he is going to fight ......"

Roy looked at Bach in the eye of the wind, this move must be his limit.

Because Bach's eyes were bloodshot, even the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, which showed that the burden was extremely high.

"Storm Sword!"

Bach gripped the sword with both hands and threw it out, and the tornado let out an earth-shattering roar and swept towards him.

In the face of the hurricane hitting, the madness raged, and in the face of the wind that swirled into a tornado, he once again drew his sword.

It is not his most proficient sword drawing style, but he pulls out the long sword more gently, as if he is gently caressing the person he loves the most, and the sword in his hand is as docile and obedient as a spirit.

It's not that the sword has a spirit, it's the wind that has a spirit!!

The same but somewhat different aura as Bach's body emanated, warm and soft, and the violent and raging were clearly two opposite artistic conceptions.

The sword was raised, slashing down through a tornado.

Originally, the teachers and students in the cultivation hall were like being under a violent storm, and the endless wind made them feel a sharp chill to the bone, and their bodies and minds trembled.

And how to describe Roy cutting this sword......

It's like a sunny day after a rain, the moist air, the muddy earth, the flowers that are still blooming with raindrops, and the birds on the trees chirping as if to tell that spring is coming.

Yes, these scenes seem to be felt as if they were there, and they can be clearly felt...... It is like the fragrance of flowers permeating the heart, and a spring blooms in the heart.