69: Chapter 69: Thousand Swords Floating Cannons!! Savi carries the entire field!

The Flying Heavenly Control Sword Stream team had clearly learned from the easily damaged Electromagnetic Light Swords in the last simulation battle. This time, each person carried an ancient-looking metal Sword Box on their back.

Their opponents were also a team composed of new students. As soon as the match began, Lin Feng pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly shouted, "Unsheathe!"

"Clang clang clang—!"

Dozens of flying swords, shimmering with a faint blue light, shot out from the sword boxes, transforming into streaks of blue light. They wove together in the air, forming a deadly sword net. Sword light danced, and sword energy soared!

The attacks from the opposing new student team appeared clumsy and slow in front of these flying swords, which were as swift as lightning and had unpredictable trajectories. They might have had good defensive talents or attack skills, but how could human reaction speed be faster than flying swords controlled by thought, as if they were an extension of one's arm?

With just a few sword light shuttles, stabs, and parries, the opponent's formation was completely disrupted, their defense easily torn apart. In less than thirty seconds, they all conceded and were ruled out by the referee.

"Wow! Sword Control Art! So cool!" A gasp of surprise erupted from the stands.

"What Sword Control Art," an experienced senior student who knew better scoffed, "That's just Lin Feng and the others' electromagnetic talent, precisely controlling the flight trajectory and attack angle of the flying swords through electromagnetic force. The attack power depends entirely on the light sword's own destructive capability."

However, this sharp-edged Sword Immortal team finally encountered trouble in the subsequent rounds when they faced a combined team centered around a third-year, fourth-tier main tank and a second-year, fourth-tier magic output.

Dozens of flying swords attacked like a swarm of bees, but they were stubbornly blocked by the opponent's experienced fourth-tier main tank, who utilized a heavy energy shield and exquisite defensive techniques, cooperating with the magic output's area control and interference.

The flying swords crashed against the giant shield, erupting in continuous energy sparks, yet they struggled to break through the impregnable defense.

Instead, the opposing mage's several area-of-effect energy splashes and precise shots caused a lot of trouble for Lin Feng's team, and the flying sword array became disoriented several times.

Unable to break through after a prolonged assault, Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly. Chen Yao, who had been standing silently in the rear with clear, cold eyes, finally moved. She extended a slender, jade-like finger, pointing into the air, and her clear, cold voice echoed across the arena:

"Change, Ten Thousand Sword Art!"

At her command, countless tiny, needle-thin energy emitters suddenly extended from the hilts of the dozens of flying swords dancing in the air!

The next moment,

"Biu biu biu biu biu—!"

Countless tiny energy beams, like a torrential downpour, poured down from myriad angles, instantly covering the entire defensive area of the opponent!

This was no longer point-to-point piercing attacks, but indiscriminate, saturated energy coverage strikes!

"What the hell!?"

"What is that thing?!"

"Flying Sword Funnel?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, then they all gave a thumbs-up, shouting with both amusement and awe:

"Sword Man!!"

True Ten Thousand Sword Art! Who would have thought flying swords could be used like this?

"So Chen Jingyi came to ask me about 'miniature energy weapon trajectory integration and stability' a few days ago to make this for Chen Yao..." Yimoku suddenly realized, a stream of data flashing across her glasses. "Integrating miniature energy sources onto flying swords, then using the Heavenly Control talent to turn the flying swords into Funnels, utilizing the flying swords' mobility to achieve all-directional, zero-blind-spot firepower coverage... This idea is energy-efficient and environmentally friendly!"

Time flew by in the intense and exciting matches. Soon, it was Li Yuan's team's turn to play.

Sai Wei indeed kept his word.

Facing teams of the same grade, and even some weaker second-year teams, he didn't need his teammates to act at all.

Often, the moment the referee announced the start of the match, Sai Wei would transform into a human lightning bolt, charging into the enemy formation. His "Thunder God" armor glowed intensely blue, and the wild lightning in his hands appeared docile and precise.

He didn't use large-scale destructive lightning storms but condensed the lightning into extremely swift electric arrows or flexible lightning whips.

In his "Thunder Avatar" state, his speed, reactions, and attacks were elevated to a terrifying level. Opponents often only saw a flash of blue light before feeling a numbness in their bodies, having been hit by a precisely controlled current at a non-fatal point near a vital area, instantly losing balance or mobility, and being ruled out by the referee.

The entire process was fast, accurate, and ruthless, yet it carried a certain noble "elegance."

Even more commendable was Sai Wei's noble demeanor. He never rushed to attack, usually waiting for the opponent to set up their formation, or even release their first talent skill to showcase their abilities, before he would strike like a Thunder God, winning in one blow.

This composure of "letting the opponent perform first" not only demonstrated his absolute confidence but also showed due respect to his opponents, earning him the favor of many spectators.

"As expected of the heir to the Krol Family, this level of control and bearing is truly extraordinary."

"Before, I only thought he was arrogant, but now it seems he has the capital and upbringing to be arrogant."

...

With almost no effective resistance, Li Yuan's team advanced triumphantly, easily qualifying. Li Yuan's Light Guardian didn't even get a chance to be summoned, but Yimoku's data recorder certainly made a fortune.

Sai Wei fulfilled his promise—carrying the entire team.

Finally, after several rounds of fierce competition, four teams broke through and advanced to the semi-finals.

They were:

The sharp-edged Flying Heavenly Control Sword Stream team, led by Chen Yao and Lin Feng, composed of five "Sword Immortals."

The team consisting of Li Yuan, Sai Wei, Elia, Laya, and Yimoku.

And two other strong third-year teams, centered around veteran fourth-tier students, with excellent teamwork and rich experience.

First to take the stage were Chen Yao's team and the Blade of Bedrock.

Shi Feng, the captain of the "Blade of Bedrock," stood nearly two meters tall, his skin a bronze hue from years of communion with earth energy. Simply standing there, he resembled an unshakeable mountain, exuding a thick and heavy aura of a mid-fourth-tier expert.

Vice-captain Han Xue, in an ice-blue magic robe, had a beautiful face but cold eyes, radiating an aura of frosty aloofness.

The other three team members—a heavy shield user with a giant shield, an elemental mage chanting incantations, and a Battlefield Medic holding a soft glow—formed a rigorous and flawless lineup.

In comparison, while Chen Yao's five-person team had a sharp aura, they still seemed slightly immature in the face of such seasoned composure.

"Match start!"

The moment the referee's voice fell, Lin Feng pointed his fingers like a sword and shouted, "Sword Array, rise!"

"Clang clang clang—!"

Dozens of High-Frequency Particle Oscillation Flying Swords shot up from the Peerless Sword Box, transforming into a dark blue metallic storm, pouring down with a tearing sharp sound towards the formation of the "Blade of Bedrock."

However, Shi Feng merely took a step forward and roared:

"Immovable as a Mountain!"