63: Chapter 63 Even a B-rank wants to visit? Ulysses' arrogance.

The afterglow of the setting sun, like molten gold, filtered through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the dormitory living room in a warm radiance.

"Regarding that All-Races Academy visiting season... do you have any thoughts?" Li Yuan was very interested in the All-Races Academy visiting season.

"I want to go." Elia turned around at the sound: "The Holy Alliance is an established powerhouse. It's said they have unique research in biology and mechanical neurology. I'd really like to see it."

"Plus, this visit includes combat trials. I haven't been on a battlefield to kill bugs yet. Last time at Edge 7, I was a deserter." Aria felt a bit guilty.

"That wasn't your fault. I was there at the time. Considering it from a strategic level, the officer's actions were correct," Li Yuan consoled her. "You shouldn't have stayed there."

"Wait a second, you guys knew each other before?" Laya suddenly spotted the point: "So I, the original partner, have been demoted to the mistress! Ouch..."

Li Yuan and Elia each flicked a chestnut onto Laya's head in perfect synchronization.

"Oof, still so in sync..." Laya held her head, looking pitiful.

"If you can talk, then talk less!" Li Yuan and Elia's expressions darkened.

"Ah, help!"

"You little girl, you still dare to fight back!"

"Ah, don't poke there, don't poke there."

"My eyes!" "My pants!" "My clothes!"

Clatter, bang, crash.

"So, are we forming a group to debut?" Laya summed up, sporting a bird's nest hairstyle.

"It's signing up for the combat team selection." Li Yuan said, patting Laya's little head.

"We only have 3 people, and we are all just entering Tier 3. Although the senior powerhouses in the academy have gone for internships, there are still some newly promoted Tier 4s," Elia said worriedly.

"As for candidates..." Li Yuan thought of Sai Wei. They weren't familiar with the upperclassmen, and among their peers, only Sai Wei had a level similar to theirs. But four Tier 3 first-years seemed a bit insufficient.

"Let's go to the training ground tomorrow! Let's see the level of the seniors first." Li Yuan didn't have any leads, so he suggested this.

The next day, the training ground.

When Li Yuan and the others arrived, the atmosphere at the scene was as heavy as the sea before a storm.

Around the huge circular arena, energy shields were fully activated, emitting a low hum. The stands were packed, and everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the arena, on the figure shrouded in pure holy light—Ulysses St. Clovis.

He had just consecutively defeated four Tier 4 North Star students who had come up to challenge him. There was no struggle; under his prophecy magic, they were all defeated decisively in a humiliating manner.

Now, the one confronting Ulysses was a second-year senior, Chen Yao, known as the number one combatant of the second year, the Snow Sword Immortal—Chen Yao.

The two had been fighting for nearly an hour, and Ulysses had already gained absolute initiative.

Li Yuan looked at the training ground. It was actually the senior who led the etiquette team yesterday and almost got set up!

"Is even an etiquette lady this strong? The seniors are truly terrifying," Li Yuan thought to himself.

In an instant, Chen Yao merged with her sword, transforming into a streak of jing hong sword shadow that dashed out. The sword box on her back hummed, and thirteen sword shadows transformed into three streams of light that shot out.

The sword light was like lightning, piercing straight at Ulysses's vital points. The angles were tricky and ruthless, completely unlike the cold fairy appearance from before, looking more like a battle-hardened, deadly swordsman.

A flash of surprise crossed Ulysses's eyes, immediately replaced by contempt. "The rage of an ant, merely adding to the joke." He didn't even move, simply speaking again: "God says, mortal iron and radiance shall not approach my body."

Word Spirit: Holy Barrier!

A holy light barrier instantly appeared. "Clang! Clang! Clang!" Three crisp sounds rang out, the barrier shattered, and the sword shadows flew away.

Chen Yao's face turned pale, but she gritted her teeth, changed her sword technique, and the thirteen flying swords suddenly merged in mid-air, the sword momentum rising again! A point of cold light gathered at the tip of the sword, actually faintly showing a trend of tearing through space!

"Break!"

She let out a soft shout, merged with her sword, and turned into a cyan rainbow piercing through the sky, vowing to take the enemy's head in one strike!

Ulysses's expression was grave; the continuous hour-long prophecy magic attacks also placed a great burden on him.

"God says, the disrespectful shall be baptized by the light of judgment."

With a flick of his finger, a point of holy light instantly expanded, turning into a destructive beam of light as thick as a bowl, arriving first despite being fired later, crashing head-on into the jing hong sword radiance that Chen Yao had transformed into!

Boom—!!!

There was no stalemate.

Under the light of judgment, the cyan sword radiance melted like ice and snow, shattering inch by inch! Chen Yao's natal flying sword "Jing Hong" let out a mournful cry, its brilliance completely dimmed, and it flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Chen Yao herself was hit hard, spat out a mouthful of blood, her figure fell from mid-air, slammed heavily onto the ground, struggled a few times, and could no longer get up.

A sense of powerlessness permeated the hearts of all North Star students.

Ulysses elegantly brushed his spotless sleeves, his gaze like a god high above, sweeping over the audience with pity.

"Is the North Star Academy only capable of this? Truly... disappointing."

He slightly raised his chin, extended a finger, and holy light gathered at his fingertip, as if pointing at a group of ants.

"Very well, to show mercy to your insignificant dignity, I will give you one last chance—"

"Five people. You can come up five at a time."

"1v5, the advantage is with me!"

"Arrogant!!"

The roar was like a thunderclap from the nine heavens, suddenly exploding! A purple streak of lightning, carrying the fury to destroy everything, crashed down from the highest point of the stands! The ground of the entire training field trembled because of it!

As the lightning dissipated, the figure of Saiwei Krol appeared. His entire body was covered in a set of fierce-looking dark purple armor that flowed like liquid thunder! Under the helmet, his golden pupils burned with boiling fighting spirit and noble pride.

"Olympia, Saiwei Krol! In the name of thunder, I will extinguish your arrogance!"

"Oh?" Ulysses finally showed a hint of interest, looking at the obviously extraordinary thunder god battle armor on Sai Wei. "Finally, a toy that looks like something."

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!" Sai Wei roared, saying no more. He clashed his fists together, and the vector thrusters on the back of his thunder god battle armor erupted with deafening thunder! Boom!

His entire body turned into a thunder spear that tore through space, so fast that it left a series of clear afterimages in the air! Wherever he passed, the air was ionized, emitting crackling explosions, and the ground was scorched with charred marks by the stray lightning arcs!

"God says, the speed of lightning shall return to calm!" Ulysses moved for the first time in the battle, his figure flickering backward, the Word Spirit escaping his lips.

But this time, the power of the Word Spirit was like crashing into an invisible wall of thunder! The holy light and lightning collided violently, emitting a harsh, shrill hiss, but it failed to stop the thunder spear's advance!

"Sss—!"

The edge of the thunder spear grazed Ulysses's cheek, narrowly missing, and a few strands of golden hair were instantly vaporized by the stray electric arcs!