Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"You asked for this!"

Wen Leisha forcibly suppressed the shame and anger surging in her heart, cleared her mind of all distractions, and without the slightest hesitation, decisively drew her knife!

Her gaze suddenly sharpened, becoming clear and serene, as she entered a profound and mysterious state of mind, akin to that of martial arts. All surrounding things faded away, all noise subsided, and in the vast world, only she and her opponent, Lu Xingyuan, remained.

The sharp, longsword sliced ​​through the air, tearing through the air with a piercing whistle. A flash of bright, cold light, swift as lightning, struck with ferocious force, precisely targeting Lu Xingyuan's vital points in the waist and abdomen. This strike was extremely powerful; if it landed, it would be a fatal, crippling injury. But Wen Leisha showed no mercy. She knew perfectly well that against a top-tier opponent like Lu Xingyuan, giving it her all, holding nothing back, was the only way to show respect.

Just as the cold light was about to strike, Lu Xingyuan finally moved.

He suddenly swung the slender, withered branch he was holding tightly in his right hand!

What was originally a fragile and delicate ordinary tree branch that would break at the slightest touch now possessed a breathtaking power in his hands, no less than any peerless treasured sword in the world!

The Ultimate Technique: "Emptiness"

Micro-void - Disconnection!

The next instant, a strange and dazzling stream of light flashed past.

Wen Leisha's palm suddenly felt empty. The long sword she was holding was still tangible, yet she suddenly felt an extreme sense of alienation and unfamiliarity. It was an extremely strange feeling of detachment, as if all her limbs, bones, five senses, and six consciousnesses had been isolated and severed, as if she had been injected with an extremely powerful numbing force. All her perception of the weapon in her hand and even of everything around her had been forcibly cut off.

The momentary lapse in concentration and disorientation completely disrupted her balance.

Her legs suddenly went weak, and her body swayed and staggered like ripples on still water. This strange, unbalanced force quickly spread throughout her body, sweeping over her limbs. The next second, Wen Leisha could no longer hold on and fell straight forward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Her delicate hands scraped fiercely against the rough ground, tearing her skin and flesh, leaving her instantly a bloody mess and a wretched state. Yet, she felt nothing, not even the slightest pain. Under the restraint of that strange power, the neural connection between her and her own body had been completely severed, leaving only a mindless and uncontrollable shell lying paralyzed on the ground.

She didn't know how much time had passed, perhaps as long as a century, but that strange feeling finally subsided, and she re-established her connection with her body, with the world, and with all things.

But she knew very well that if this were a real battle, she would have died a thousand times, ten thousand times over.

So she collapsed to the ground, showing no intention of getting up, letting her cheeks press against the cold bluestone floor.

"I... lost."

She took the initiative to speak.

This is much more dignified than Lu Xingyuan having to remind him.

Lu Xingyuan nodded in agreement.

A bitter smile appeared on the girl's face. The other party was not surprised at all by this result, as if it was all expected. How confident he was... She used to be just as confident, but unfortunately, in her battles with Lu Xingyuan, she was defeated time and time again. That confidence, like a shattered mirror, could no longer be pieced back together.

They're all the same age... so why is he so strong?

The teacher even said that he was quite talented, which was obviously just something to say to a child.

The more the girl thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her eyes began to redden, and glistening tears kept welling up in her eyes.

Lu Xingyuan raised an eyebrow. What did that mean?

Crying when you can't win?

"Can't I just cry?"

The blonde girl's eyes reddened even more, and the tears she had been holding back finally burst forth, wetting her entire delicate face.

"If you had defeated me with a proper weapon, I would have accepted it. But you chose to use a tree branch, which is clearly an insult to me, boohoo..."

The girl cried so hard she could barely breathe; she looked utterly miserable and pitiful.

Lu Xingyuan looked down at the branch in his hand.

I was doing this for your own good, and now you're blaming me?

"Get up, get up right now! Didn't you say you were going to beat me? Look at you now, what good are you besides making me laugh even more?"

"I won't get up, I won't get up."

The girl rolled around on the ground frantically, just like a little girl who wanted ice cream but was refused by her parents.

Lu Xingyuan remained silent.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the key issue was that he needed to get back to the train through Wenlesa.

"Then I'll use real weapons and have another match with you, okay?"

"Can."

The girl immediately stopped crying, got up from the ground, and dusted herself off.

"And you have to make the first move."

"I want to see just how big the gap is between you and me."

Lu Xingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

He then took out Frost Sky.

The power of this extraordinary seventh-level artifact needs no further explanation. A chilling aura surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly freezing the ground into a thick layer of ice wherever it passed, the sound of ice crystals spreading clearly audible. The piercing cold transformed into countless invisible ice needles, piercing the air and striking directly at Wenlesa's very marrow.

Wen Leisha subconsciously rubbed her arms, the chill seeping into her skin like a venomous snake. Goosebumps instantly rose on her bare arms, which trembled slightly in the cold, as if even her blood was about to freeze.

At that moment, she finally understood that Lu Xingyuan was not joking; if he were serious, she might die.

but……

"I'm not afraid!"

"Come!"

"Go all out and charge at me!"

Lu Xingyuan's eyes were icy cold.

"Here it comes."

Without further hesitation, he slashed directly at Wenlesa in front of him.

The power of the ultimate technique, "Void," was naturally not used; there was no need to.

During this time, he learned a lot from the Multiverse Martial Arts Arena, which was enough to deal with Wenlesa.

The blade was aimed at her, leaving her no chance to dodge. Wenlesa drew her sword to meet the attack; this was a desperate, all-out struggle.

Unfortunately, how could willpower bridge the gap in strength? The moment the longsword made contact, it trembled wildly in her hand, its brute force almost tearing the lines of her palm apart. A piercing pain shot through her hand, as if it would shatter at any moment.

No! We absolutely cannot lose like this!

She gritted her teeth, her mind focused on only one thought: even if she was no match for him, she had to take this blow! If she couldn't even hold the knife, he would only despise her more!

This stubborn strength was channeled into his aching arms. The longsword hummed, finally completely dissipating the force of the blade.

But what followed was utter exhaustion. With the crisp sound of the weapon hitting the ground, her body swayed, her arms trembled uncontrollably, and even her fingertips lost all feeling.

"I...I did it."

She struggled to look up at Lu Xingyuan in front of her.

She clearly saw a hint of emotion on Lu Xingyuan's face.

Yes.

Even Lu Xingyuan was moved by this strike.

To be honest, he thought the other side was bound to lose.

But to my surprise, the other party possessed such a strong belief.

He couldn't help but smile and nodded firmly.

"good."

The girl managed a smile, but it vanished in an instant.

The violent aftershocks had turned her outer garment into dust, leaving the girl standing there in just a blue and white undershirt.

The dangling rabbit embroidered on the lining seemed to tremble slightly with her rapid breathing, making it look exceptionally pitiful.

Lu Xingyuan: "..."

Vera: "..."

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