Since that's the case, Blanca's figure disappeared again.

Suddenly, the mournful wail of a horn echoed across the arena.

Waaaaaah!

A somber, desolate feeling, a sense of sorrow originating from ancient times, emanated from the sound of the horn.

The sound traveled through the light screen and landed on the stands, causing someone to shiver and instinctively clutch their clothes.

Blanca's appearance changed drastically; her somewhat pale hands transformed into some kind of inexplicable claws.

Her figure flickered as she approached Roland in an extremely eerie manner.

Roland finally realized something was wrong amidst the desolate sound of the horn.

He gritted his teeth, trying to calm himself down, but he simply couldn't.

The horn ignited his inner fear, a fear that originated from ancient times and burst forth from within him, which he could not suppress no matter what.

Moreover, his body was gripped by fear.

Roland forced himself to calm down, but it was no use. His hands were trembling, and he could barely hold onto the sword.

But it shouldn't be like this.

He was a genius. He learned various physical and sword skills from a young age and embarked on the path of extraordinary flesh and blood. He boasted that he had few rivals. He had both wins and losses against his enemies, but in every battle with his peers, his body surrendered before his will.

Blanca showed no intention of holding back; she continued to approach in an extremely eerie manner.

Roland knew he had no chance of winning; he was no match for the girl in front of him, so he decided to take a desperate gamble.

He closed his eyes, shutting out his five senses and blocking out his hearing.

The fear that stemmed from his body's instincts was finally somewhat weakened, and he was able to barely hold the sword steady in his hand.

The moment he closed his eyes, Roland stopped defending and instead advanced, facing the oncoming, shimmering Blanca.

The one-handed sword swayed, like a lone boat.

But under the inhuman manipulation of that body, a net of swords was forcibly erected in front of them.

His swordsmanship wasn't as purely practical as the Blue Knight's; instead, it had a touch of flamboyance.

Blue Knight's swordsmanship always makes the most effective blocking and counterattack at crucial moments, while Roland is clearly not on the same level.

The sword and claws crossed, and with a crisp clang, Roland's one-handed sword broke in two.

Blanca turned around, grabbed the still-stunned Roland, and threw him out like a sandbag.

As Roland landed, the horn call gradually faded away.

Roland, who had fallen outside the training field, stood up and scratched his head. He wasn't seriously injured; Blanca had clearly held back.

But he didn't seem to care about the defeat. He happily ran back onto the ring and grinned as he approached Blanca.

"Could you tell me how you managed to flash like that? Was it because you were incredibly fast?"

Blanca frowned as she looked at Roland, who looked like a monster.

"Get lost!" Blanca said impatiently. "You can talk to me after you've beaten up all of us in this year's class."

Blanca then ignored him and walked away with her hands in her pockets.

Below the stage, Lu Yuan looked at the arrogant Blanca, then at Roland who was thrown out but had a smile on his face, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

He now understood why the Blue Knight had said that Blanca posed a threat to him.

Judging from his current performance, Blanca seems capable of spinning himself like a top, provided he doesn't use the Sea of ​​Knowledge.

Really great.

"Blanca wins," the Blue Knights announced. Roland was thrown out of bounds, resulting in an immediate loss.

The spectators in the stands were still savoring the moment. This year's students were indeed impressive, producing astonishing results in every match. Blanca, in particular, had a melodious and desolate horn sound that still resonated in many people's hearts, creating a powerful sense of pressure.

She didn't even use her full strength against the previous year's students.

"Interesting, very interesting. I've learned a lot."

The servants and waiters kept reminiscing about the battle, and when they had had enough, they got up and gradually dispersed.

As members of the Knight Academy, they have to do odd jobs for the academy, but they also enjoy the benefits that the academy provides.

Meanwhile, on the knights' seat, the Grand Knight of Astronomy and the Knight with the Lantern had finished organizing the suggestions they had written.

"The Solheim family continues to produce geniuses and remains as powerful as ever," the Knight with the Lantern remarked.

"But why would they send Blanca here? Was it her brother, or whoever it was, who was sent to the main campus of the Knight Academy, while his sister was dumped here? It seems there's going to be some action within their family."

The Silent Knight nodded, as if in affirmation of the Lantern Knight.

The Knight with the Lantern rose from his seat.

"This competition has come to an end." His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced all the murmurs from the stands.

"The academy will issue a list of suggestions based on everyone's performance. Please wait a moment."

The veteran students and servants in the stands gradually stood up.

Some people were still reminiscing about the previous matches. A few of them walked towards the south entrance in twos and threes, while others stayed in the stands and discussed in hushed tones. They were clearly assessing their chances of winning if they were to face this year's freshmen.

As for Lu Yuan and the others, they were waiting to receive their lists, since these would affect their course selections.

Roland, on the other hand, was the one who was always on the go.

He tidied his wind-blown red hair, took a few steps closer to Blanca, and put on a grin again.

"Miss Blanca, it's my pleasure." He carefully chose his words. "I'd be honored to invite you to dinner. Would you mind?"

Blanca walked right past him with her hands in her pockets, without even glancing at him.

Roland wasn't annoyed. He followed her for a few steps with a chuckle. Seeing that she really didn't intend to pay attention to him, he touched his nose and turned his attention to Lia.

Not far away, Eli stood at the very edge of the crowd, holding the Book of Light.

He had just been interrogated by Lu Yuan about the character "Yu" for a long time, and only managed to escape with great difficulty.

He was now standing a few steps away from Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan saw this and almost laughed.

However, reflecting on my actions, I realize I did go a bit too far.

Just then, someone suddenly appeared next to Lu Yuan.

Blanca walked over at some point and stood next to Lu Yuan.

She tilted her head and looked at Lu Yuan, who was a head taller than her.

"You didn't give it your all." Her voice was very low, only the two of them could hear it.

Lu Yuan turned his head to the side.

Blanca's amber eyes were staring at him.

"You can tell from this far away?" Lu Yuan smiled.

Blanca stared at Lu Yuan, and seeing that he didn't intend to answer directly, she pursed her lips, didn't ask any more questions, and turned to leave.

Lu Yuan stood there and stroked his chin.

You've been found out.

If even Blanca could see it, then the Lantern Knight and his men must have seen something too, right?

Oh well, it's not important.

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