The reincarnated swordsman only wants to be a fun person

At this time, there was another noise outside the door, and a blond boy walked in with an expressionless face.

'The Twelfth Saint', Al.

Seeing him appear, the music at the banquet stopped immediately. The students dancing on the dance floor left in an orderly manner, leaving the seats vacant. Everyone's eyes were on Al and Sylph.

It was as if urging them to fight quickly.

Sylph only glanced at El indifferently, then she said to Zhu Miao again: "Senior sister, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to feel the sword cultivator's hand to understand how hard you work."

A sly look flashed in Zhu Miao's eyes, and she was about to continue teasing.

Tian Yi said, "Shake hands with her."

As he finished speaking, those who were looking at Sylph with perverted lolita eyes immediately came to their senses, and a hint of doubt appeared on their faces:

——Why did I think that Miss Sylph was planning something bad to do to Miss Zhu Miao?

Zhu Miao looked at Tian Yi, and after seeing that he really agreed, she flipped her hand, washed the oil stains on her hand with sword intent, and reached out to Sylph.

Sylve glanced at Tian Yi inconspicuously, then she smiled and reached out to hold Zhu Miao's little hand.

Small, soft, and without the expected calluses.

But that wasn't what she wanted the handshake for.

Miracle, start.

In just a moment, from the first time Zhu Miao held the sword until today, all her training and combat experiences turned into a stream of "experience" and merged into Sylph's memory.

She loosened her hands slightly, held onto the chair next to her, and supported her limp body.

She looked at Zhu Miao and Tian Xiaoxiao with shock, horror, and admiration.

Are these two really only 8 years old?

They practiced against each other in such a way that one careless move could kill the other. Aren't they really not afraid of anything happening?

"How does it feel? How much have you learned?"

Tian Yi's voice came over.

Sylph didn't answer, but asked, "Master Tian Yi clearly knew about my miracle, so why did he allow me to touch Senior Zhu Miao?"

Tian Yi smiled and said, "You're making the situation more complicated. You just need to tell Zhu Miao directly that you want to learn her cultivation experience, and she will satisfy you without hesitation."

Xi Erfu looked at Zhu Miao,

Zhu Miao nodded and said, "Our lineage has always been about teaching everyone without discrimination."

"...Then my vision is too narrow."

Sylph adjusted her breathing and suppressed the influence of the huge amount of cultivation memories. She asked Tian Yi, "Master Tian Yi, can you shake my hand? I also want to share your cultivation experience."

Tian Yi smiled and extended his hand.

Sylph reached out and took it.

Soon, her expression froze there, and then turned into shock.

It's not because of the hard and crazy practice memories,

On the contrary, this person's efforts were not even one tenth of Zhu Miao's.

To be more precise, even the children of nobles who took the entrance examination worked harder than him.

But why,

Could such a leisurely person be so powerful as to plunge the entire aristocratic faction into despair?

Tian Yi smiled and asked, "You look surprised?"

Sylph looked at him with a complicated expression: "Is there really such a genius in this world that makes people feel that the world is unfair?"

Tian Yi said, "Yes, but while these geniuses have gained convenience, they also have troubles that you cannot understand."

...Then can you also make me feel distressed for a while?

Sylph sighed. Actually, she hadn't thought about reading Tian Yi's information at first.

Because she felt that such a powerful person must have practiced very hard, and she didn't think she could withstand the impact of such a hard work.

That's why she chose Zhu Miao, an 8-year-old girl who ranked second and was equally strong.

But I didn't expect that I had it completely the other way around.

The stronger one didn't work very hard, but the younger one worked very hard.

"So, how much have you learned from Zhu Miao and I's cultivation experience?"

Tian Yi asked again.

Sylph raised her hands. "I don't know, but I feel more powerful than ever before."

Tian Yi pointed at Ai'er and said, "Can you defeat him with your own strength?"

Your own strength?

Sylph suddenly realized why Tian Yi asked her to read it.

It turned out that it was to make her give up acting in the script that had a predetermined ending.

Noticing this, she smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Master Tian Yi, I never thought about performing from the beginning.

Now I am capable of writing my own scripts.”

"Oh?"

Tian Yi looked at the confident and calm Sylph and asked curiously, "In your scenario, who will win in this duel between Twelve and Thirteen?"

Sylph replied, "Before this, I didn't have much confidence, but now it's different. With the help of Senior Zhu Miao, I don't think I will lose."

Really confident.

But with this kind of miracle, she does have the capital to be confident.

Zhu Miao asked, "How many people did you read during the entrance exam?"

Sylph replied, "76ers, I not only gained experience, but also transformed it into nourishment."

The physical strength is at the primary Qi level, and the magical strength is at the intermediate Shu level.

Less than half a year after awakening, he went from being an ordinary person with no foundation in cultivation to reaching the first level of an intermediate class student.

Zhu Miao smiled and said, "Good luck, junior."

Sylph looked at her for a moment, then turned to Tian Yi. Seeing that he had a similar smile, she asked, "You two don't seem to think highly of me."

Tian Yi asked, "Do you know what Al's miracle is?"

Sylph replied, "By completing missions, he gains abilities and strength. As far as I know, he hasn't received a mission that can increase his strength in half a year."

"Guess why he hasn't received any missions for six consecutive months?"

Tian Yi asked.

Sylph looked at him in confusion, "Why?"

Tian Yi didn't answer. He pointed at Al who was already standing on the dance floor and said, "Go fight him, and then you'll understand."

Sylph nodded and walked towards the center of the field. Under Al's puzzled gaze, she walked in front of him and said in a voice transmission, "Senior, can you show your full strength in a moment?"

Al raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

Sylvie: "I don't want to follow the script set by those old guys. I hope to defeat you fairly."

Al was silent for a moment, his expression indescribable. "Why do you think they arranged the script?"

Sylph: "They think that I, who have only awakened for less than half a year, am no match for you, who have been awakened for a year and a half, but I don't think so."

El: "...Have you ever thought about what would happen if you lost? Not only would it ruin their subsequent plans, but even the manuscript that previously praised you would become a joke."

Sylph: "It seems that Senior doesn't think I can defeat you either."

Al didn't respond.

Sylph: "How about this, if I really lose, then all the consequences will be borne by me alone.

Senior, you should know that I have the confidence and ability to take on all of this."

Al stared at her. "Actually, you can just follow the script first, and then we can have another fight in private."

Sylph looked at him in surprise: "Senior, do you really not mind this unfair arrangement?"

El: "You should know my origins, right? The nobles gave me the opportunity to achieve a class leap. It's only right that I repay them."

Sylph: "A group that doesn't even give you fairness, and you actually think you owe them something?"

Al was silent.

Sylph: "You are a saint. Even without them, you can still come this far and even gain more."

Al sighed. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let me confirm one last time. Do you really not want me to lose?"

Sylph: "I still say the same thing, Senior, please use all your strength."

Al took out his student card and said, "As you wish, Al challenges Sylph."

He took the initiative to challenge,

So gentle.

Sylph chuckled, "I refuse."

After that, she took out her student card: "Sylph challenges Al."

As the voice fell, two beams of light fell on the two people respectively:

——"Student No. 3170001 Sylph Siegel challenges Student No. 3161001 Al. Does Al accept?"

Al looked at her deeply and said, "Challenge accepted."

As soon as the words fell, the two entered the duel space.

Scene switching,

On a platform without edges, two people stood facing each other 30 meters apart.

El put his palms together, pulled slightly, and a sword appeared in his palms.

He looked at Sylph, who was wearing a formal dress and carrying no weapons. "Do you need me to fight you with my bare hands?"

Sylph shook her head, she reached out to touch the hem of her skirt, and a silver-white dagger appeared in her palm.

It is called a short sword, but it is actually about 40 centimeters long.

How did she put it under her skirt?

Al was stunned for a moment.

But Sylph took a step, and a cold light flashed through the air and instantly reached the front of El's throat.

Al subconsciously wanted to block, but the moment he moved, he suddenly felt a familiar smell, and while swinging his sword, his mind instinctively turned.

bah—

The clash of swords produced a crisp sound of metal clashing, and almost at the same time, a whistling sound of air being broken came to Al's ears.

He glanced at the falling hair and a few drops of blood, then quickly retreated: "Shen Lan?"

Sylph didn't pursue him. She calmly replied, "I just learned it from Senior Zhu Miao."

This is a warning.

El closed his eyes and opened them again. His originally dark pupils turned scarlet, and the three magatama slowly rotated.

The moment she met his gaze, Sylph felt dizzy, but she quickly recovered.

It's not that he resisted, but that the opponent stopped the mental attack.

This is a return of favor.

Sylph took a deep breath, and the dagger in her hand flashed with lightning.

The next moment, her figure flashed and appeared behind El. At the same time, six half-moon shaped slashes with lightning appeared out of thin air and crossed El's body.

Snapped--

Broken wood scattered on the ground.