Chapter 423: 198: Confrontation with the Valkyrie (3rd Update)

Chapter 423: Chapter 198: Confrontation with the Valkyrie (3rd Update)

Swoosh, swoosh!

The six or seven members at the training ground jolted and all grabbed their weapons, not to attack but in defense.

Who is this person, trying to scare us to death?

Rose, Bing Su, shivered as she looked at Mu Fan with his “bloodstained” smile and involuntarily stepped back, then she suddenly noticed the travel bag in Mu Fan’s hands and 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 heard wrong, what did Lu Qingxue just say!

She wants to have a fight with this guy who looks like he just finished gnawing on a corpse?

The guy Senior Sister picked… so twisted.

Tap, tap, tap, Lu Qingxue’s footsteps continued, not stopping as she passed Bing Su.

“Is the first combat room available?”

“No…”

“Okay.”

Lu Qingxue walked another ten meters to a room outside, pressed her palm against the sensor, and the door opened.

Then she stood, turned her head towards Mu Fan, and spoke with a voice as cold and tranquil as a person’s.

“Come in.”

Mu Fan, holding the travel bag and covered in “blood,” followed into the room.

The wooden-patterned metal door closed, and the indicator light turned to a locked red status.

A bunch of students training suddenly gathered together.

“Goddess Su, what’s going on?”

“Holy cow, what did that guy just eat? He looks terrifying!”

Bing Su shook her head, she felt terrified now, having heard that Senior Sister Lu would fight that man, she wished for nothing more than for Lu Qingxue to turn him into a pig’s head.

Hearing the door behind her close, Mu Fan looked around the wooden-structured room, the comfortable floor transferring sensation through his shoes to his feet.

Mu Fan gently rolled his foot on the ground, the feedback of just the right softness and hardness giving him a good judgment of how to apply force.

“What weapon will you use?” Lu Qingxue had already walked to the weapon rack, picking up a snow-white sheathed long sword.

This was her weapon, available in every training room.

Mu Fan felt the faint energy in his stomach growing stronger, this strong aftereffect surprised him.

The energy density of this fruit was unexpectedly high, his cells were still greedily absorbing the energy, but the current situation was that the energy being produced exceeded the absorption rate of his body.

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

“Alloy short stick.”

With a whooshing sound, a heavy alloy short stick appeared in Mu Fan’s hand, he weighed it, nodding satisfactorily to himself.

This weapon felt right, it must be specially made alloy.

Carefully placing the travel bag on the ground, Mu Fan stepped onto the fighting platform and saw Lu Qingxue across him, tying up her hair with a ribbon to reveal her swan-like graceful neck.

Ziii~

The long sword, like a spring of clear water, was drawn from its snow-white scabbard.

Lu Qingxue looked at the young man holding the short stick in front of her, a spark of fighting will igniting in her icy eyes.

“After the fight, join the Swordsmanship Club.”

“No,” Mu Fan refused without hesitation.

“That fruit… the Swordsmanship Club has more,” the trembling sword tip flicked, pointing towards the travel bag.

“Alright!”

Mu Fan took a deep breath and decisively agreed.

“But you have to beat me first…” As Lu Qingxue’s sword scabbard lifted, a sharp momentum rose from this woman, reminiscent of a Snow Lotus perched halfway up a mountain!

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, and an eerie wind sound began to echo from the short stick in his hand as layers of phantoms started flickering around it.

“Beat you, huh?”

A wave of energy indiscernible to the naked eye flooded from his heart, enveloping Mu Fan’s entire body, his eyes also entering a state of Absolute Calm in the moment he finished speaking.

Dark Breath level four!

Absolute Calm!

A major increase in Spiritual Perception!

When he entered the Spiritual Vision, Mu Fan realized that the fighting spirit of the woman before him was like a cold flame without temperature, condensed to the extreme, yet possessed a bone-deep chill.

“I’m attacking now,” came a cold warning, announcing the start of Lu Qingxue’s assault.

At this moment, the sword scabbard that had been flung out clattered to the floor, and Lu Qingxue’s figure turned into a cold wind carrying snowflakes, sweeping toward him.

“Swordsmanship Snow Wind Seven Forms Slash, Snow Wind—Blood Drink!”

The sudden cold light, like a snowstorm, plummeted from the sky.

Mu Fan’s eyes instantly narrowed to the size of pinpoints.

Swift, fierce, utterly merciless!

This strike was infused with Lu Qingxue’s own understanding of the Martial Path, that desire to climb to the summit and the unrelenting belief that filled her eyes!

Therefore, with this sword, she held nothing back. She wanted Mu Fan to know that if one harbors reservations, then one is unworthy of being her opponent!

One sword like the cold, snowy wind, one sword’s cold light thirsty for blood!

Mu Fan’s eyes, in absolute calm, locked onto the elusive path of this sword.

His hand flipped the short stick in his palm, and with a whip-like movement of his muscles, he smashed it fiercely along the trajectory.

Struck!

Mu Fan’s keen dynamic vision had already captured the image of the sword tip bending under the smash of the short stick, now pressed tightly under the forceful motion.

But Lu Qingxue’s fair and exquisite wrist gave a light flick.

The sword tip vibrated sharply, miraculously freeing itself from the downward momentum.

Instead, it vibrated swiftly above the short stick and then flicked lightly, as if a silver bird sipped water.

With that light flick of the sword tip, a smooth cut appeared instantly on Mu Fan’s arm.

After this exchange, the two quickly separated. Mu Fan looked at the cut on the sleeve of his training outfit. Inside, a string of pearly blood beads exuded steam, slowly seeping out before forming a line of blood.

“Use all your strength,” Lu Qingxue said, lifting her fair wrist, her sword pointing at Mu Fan.

Beneath the Dark Breath, Mu Fan’s emotions were suppressed to the extreme.

Feelings like anger, frustration, happiness, and embarrassment could all become nothing but indifferent calmness… and cold.

The pain in his right arm turned into a warm itching sensation barely a moment later.

It was a sign that the muscle wound was rapidly healing; the warm flow in his stomach had begun to spread to his limbs, making him feel more energetic. The rapid healing of his muscles was the best proof.

Thus, without any hesitation, Mu Fan lightly raised his right arm, palm down. With an uncanny exertion of his muscles, the alloy short stick began to spin as if it were stuck to the palm of his hand.

Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh—

The sound of the wind began to rise.

Mu Fan, now in combat mode, spoke softly, his voice without a hint of fluctuation, “All my strength?”

At this moment, his arm muscles swelled up completely.

The rotating stick, still with remnants of its previous movement, instantly became a blade wheel without shadow!

Inheritance Battle Skill, Redemption Seventh Stage—Fanatic Cutting!

Mu Fan’s face, a picture of Absolute Calm, starkly contrasted with the ferocious spinning in his hand.

As Mu Fan’s momentum suddenly surged, Lu Qingxue lightly flicked her long sword, pressing the blade with the tip of her left finger.

“Snow Wind—Guardian!”

And the windstorm that Mu Fan had already formed in his hand slashed violently toward her.

Lu Qingxue, with her extensive combat experience, pressed her long sword down to its limit and then flicked it, smashing it against the side of the slicing blade wheel.

Avoid its strongest point, strike at its weakest.

But only through actual combat could one realize the terror of Mu Fan at full power!

Lu Qingxue could clearly perceive the exquisiteness of Mu Fan’s combat skill in their previous fights, but she truly had no idea how strong Mu Fan’s strength was.

And in the realm of strength, the physiological difference between men and women, which is inherent from birth, was exponentially magnified in Mu Fan.

This slight miscalculation was revealed in a matter of milliseconds.

Buzz!

The sword edge that was about to make contact was instantly knocked away!

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