Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Kiana, who had just launched a surprise attack on the Herrscher of Knowledge a few days ago, waved her hand and clicked her tongue as she looked at the Herrscher of Knowledge that she had blasted away with her punch.

"Kiana, as long as you're happy..."

Seeing Kiana seemingly having found a new way to use her abilities, Fu Hua, who appeared somewhat ethereal to the side, shook her head helplessly and looked seriously at "herself" who was cursing and jumping up.

"Your path of knowledge... your journey ends here—"

"That's too much, Kiana... But Kiana... what is this—?"

Looking at the phantom of Fu Hua who had taken over the fight and was performing a sword technique known as a sword manual in Chinese martial arts, and then at the Herrscher "Fu Hua" who was performing the exact same technique, Durandal's little head gradually felt that its brain capacity was starting to run out.

"Hmm... how do you explain it...? Class monitor Fu Hua won't become a Herrscher, but a Herrscher can become Fu Hua?"

Kiana pondered for a long time about how to describe it and came to this conclusion.

"???"

Durandal's expression became even more confused...

"Fu Hua isn't a Herrscher, but a Herrscher can be Fu Hua???"

"So, the phantom-like class monitor we're seeing is the real class monitor. During the last Battle of Destiny, she abandoned her physical body and transferred her consciousness into me..."

"The body that Otto picked up was just an empty shell without consciousness. Then, as time went by, a new consciousness was born under the influence of a certain broken consciousness."

"Uh... Kiana, you mean, this Herrscher possessed... uh, no, that's not quite right... um... anyway, she stole Fu Hua's body and then caused a huge scene at Schicksal?"

"Well... to put it simply, it's like this... to put it more complicatedly... that Herrscher of Knowledge has all the memories that the class monitor left in that body... a full 50,000 years of memories."

"so....?"

Durandal had a strange idea.

"So, the Herrscher of Knowledge might have a slight error in her perception...?"

"Sis, are you sure that's a cognitive error?"

Durandal glanced at Fu Hua and the Herrscher of Knowledge, who were already clashing with the energy blasts beside her, and wiped away non-existent cold sweat—

"Old relic—!!! Your Taixu Sword God is the most useless thing ever!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge, capable of reversing everything and doing anything, not only stood to the left of Bo in their line of sight, but also continuously verbally attacked the unmoved Fu Hua.

"So we're just going to stand here and watch??"

Seeing the two charging at each other, Durandal was momentarily at a loss as to how to handle the situation.

"Hmm... The class monitor said that if possible, she wants to personally train this Herrscher."

Just as the two were talking, a late-arriving dean of the academy also arrived at the scene...

"Kiana? And Durandal? Wait, why are there two Fu Hua??? Am I still half asleep...?"

......

"So, this Fu Hua is fighting a Herrscher who is treating her like Fu Hua on the spot?"

After Kiana's explanation, Theresa nodded, indicating that she understood.

"So, Auntie, what do you think?"

Watching the Herrscher and the Oni (?) fighting fiercely below, the younger members of the Kaslana family looked towards a certain elder.

"Me...? They're tearing down Destiny's public property—"

"And there's one line from Jiuxiao that I actually quite like..."

Theresa pulled out Judas and began to swing her arms—

"Who's talking to you about martial ethics or chivalry? It's all about numbers against numbers, so why don't you all attack together? Are you trying to give the other side reputation or experience points?!"

The academy headmaster rushed into the battle between Fu Hua and Shi Bao—

"Ah, Bishop Theresa means...?"

Seeing Theresa charge directly into the battle in a righteous two-on-one fight, Durandal seemed momentarily stunned—he stared blankly at Kiana beside him.

"Although ganging up isn't exactly a good reputation for a Kaslana knight—if the opponent is a Herrscher, I'm sure my ancestors would forgive me, right?!"

Kiana dragged a still somewhat bewildered Durandal into the battle—

The supposedly fair one-on-one duel was neither fair nor truly one-on-one—in ancient China, three heroes fought Lü Bu; today, fate has it that three people and a "ghost" are battling a treasure hunter...

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! You have no sportsmanship! You tried to steal, you tried to cheat, you ambushed your master!!!"

Chapter 316 The Knights' Righteous Brawl

The blabbering treasure hunter was swiftly suppressed in the righteous four-on-one battle, proving a certain proverb in China true—

Two fists can't beat four hands; a flurry of punches can kill a master.

Aside from dealing with Fu Hua's own attacks and probing attacks, which were difficult to counter due to their shared mastery, the young, or rather, newly born, Herrscher of Knowledge also had to contend with the attacks of the remaining three, who lacked rhythm and strategy.

It's not exactly difficult, but it's certainly not simple either—the attack methods are random, and the angles and directions are incredibly unusual...

Especially that short, white-haired guy—who throws an uppercut at someone's groin? The "child-cutting punch" is for hitting men, you know...

What? You're saying this short nun is only 1.45 meters tall...? Never mind then—

The white-haired knight with a single ponytail was an even more formidable figure. Despite being punched head-on, he ended up taking the brunt of the blow to the back of the head—and what's even more outrageous is that if the knight's punch had carried some kind of hidden force, he could have neutralized it...

"Are you some kind of superhuman, a demolition hammer?!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge, blasted away by the explosive punch, was on the verge of tears. Every single one of this person's attacks was explosive! Even if every attack contained hidden weapons, poison, or even just a face full of sand, it would be better than these punches that were equivalent to TNT...

"Neither you, you old relic, nor your disciple, you little relic, are any good!!! None of them!!!"

[Wait, what?! A face full of sand...?!]

Frustrated, Shi Bao seemed to have finally come up with a solution to escape this predicament. His little red eyes darted around, and a wicked idea immediately surfaced—

Taking advantage of the opponent's offensive, the corrupted Shi Bao seized the opportunity to pick up several pieces of gravel that he had previously dug out while hoeing the earth, and then crushed them into powder with his incredibly strong hands.

He narrowly dodged the sneak attack of Judah's chains, gripping the powerful weapon of combat with both hands and brandishing it in front of the four of them—

"You bunch of uncivilized bastards! If you're so ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless in return—take this!!!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge, having smeared the dust in his hand without hesitation at the faces of the four villains in front of him, laughed loudly in the dust-filled arena, looking as if his scheme had succeeded.

"What, now you can't gang up on me, huh! Watch me take you down one by one!!!"

Seeing everyone's eyes blinded by the sand, Shi Bao immediately spotted the white-haired knight who had just used his explosive punch like a baseball bat—while Kiana, her eyes still tightly shut from being suddenly covered in sand, was frantically groping around her...

"You little antique from the old antique family...get out of the battlefield—!"

"What?! Don't hurt Kiana!"

Those who heard the Herrscher of Knowledge speak forced themselves to open their eyes and look in the direction from which the voice came—

boom--

The violent collision kicked up even more dust, making it difficult for the remaining three to see what was happening on the field... until Kiana's somewhat bewildered voice came from inside the arena...

"What happened???"

As the dust settled and the group recovered from having sand in their eyes, they witnessed a truly comical scene.

Kiana Kaslana crouched on the ground, poking at the Herrscher of Knowledge, who lay sprawled on the floor in a pose that seemed determined not to stop. A bench that the young knight had instinctively pulled from the ground beside her was now firmly pressed down on the Herrscher... If there was anything unusual about it, it was probably the Herrscher's outstretched finger...

It was a large middle finger, seemingly expressing its dissatisfaction and anger silently...

"So that loud bang was from Kiana hitting the Herrscher of Knowledge with a bench..."

Wiping the cold sweat from their brows, Durandal and Theresa surrounded the still somewhat bewildered Kiana, checking her over to see if she was injured...

"Hey, hey, I'm fine—and the Herrscher is the main point, isn't it?!"

Gently pushing aside the two people surrounding her, the White Knight Princess pointed to the still-lying Herrscher of Knowledge. Fu Hua was standing beside her, having moved the bench that had been pressing down on the Herrscher. The immortal from Shenzhou frowned, looking at his motionless self before him, seemingly somewhat bewildered...

"Class monitor? How is that Herrscher...?"

Seeing Fu Hua remain silent, Kiana became somewhat nervous...

"Could it be that I...?"

"No... Kiana, you've misunderstood—if a Herrscher could really be killed by a single blow with a chair, the civilization of the previous era wouldn't have been destroyed so easily..."

"Then this Herrscher...?"

Kiana looked at the "corpse" on the ground with some confusion.

"She probably ran away..."

Seeing the Herrscher sprawled on the ground, making such an impolite gesture, Fu Hua's brow twitched. She secretly vowed that if she ever caught that brat again, she would give him a good talking-to about what good manners were.

"Wait...she escaped?? Then this body...class monitor, does that mean you don't have to be a ghost anymore? That's great!"

The White Knight grasped the key point and became excited.

"A ghost... So, in Kiana's eyes, my current state makes me look like a ghost?"

Fu Hua sighed deeply, wanting to refute but not knowing how to start, so she could only wave her hand sullenly, putting her mind back into the body she had left behind.

"hiss--"

Having regained her body and opened her eyes, Fu Hua gasped in shock, turning to look at the three bewildered figures beside her...

"How much force did you use to hit this body just now???"

Looking at the three people in front of her, Fu Hua felt a sharp pain and tingling sensation all over her body, which really helped the old lady who had returned to her body to wake up.

And look at these three people in front of you... Kaslana, Kaslana, Kaslana in Apocalypse's skin—it's like three gorillas simultaneously beating a 50,000-year-old man and a three-day-old baby.

"Huh? If the opponent is a Herrscher, then of course we have to go all out—"

Durandal, who had struck the hardest, nodded as if it were a matter of course, making it hard not to suspect that this was a deliberate act of revenge for being unilaterally chased and beaten by Shi Bao.

"Don't look at me! Headmistress, I only lightly touched her a few times with Judas. Blame Kiana!!! She just punched with explosive force!"

Theresa immediately shifted the blame—

"Auntie, you have time to shirk responsibility but not to come help the class monitor? Let's take her to the medical department first...?"

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