"Hey, stop attending class and come to the practice hall! Isn't the Orange Dancer your idol? She's here!"

 

"Can the people in front make way? If you're not from the Swordsmanship department, get out of here! This is a class for Swordsmanship!"

 

"This is the school's practice hall, it's you Swordsmanship people who should leave!"

 

More and more students gathered in the practice hall, and many people brought their friends to watch. After all, the emotional disputes between Felix, Sonia, and Celia were already exciting enough, and now Garlean and Leonie, who made a guest appearance, joined in. Even if the students didn't have class, they still wanted to join in the fun.

 

The teacher of the practice class stepped aside and let them make a scene. The battles between the Sword Saints and their apprentices didn't require his interference. As long as no one died, it was considered a reasonable and legitimate student interaction.

 

If it were a battle between two students with similar strength, the teacher might have been worried that they would get too excited and couldn't control themselves. But in this case, it was the safest situation because the difference in strength was too great.

 

Huh!

 

Sonia shouted loudly, and her wooden sword swung with a whistling sound. A pale purple sword aura formed a curtain in the air, like a wall blocking Leonie.

 

"Not bad, using wave-like sword movements."

 

Leonie casually commented and lightly tapped the sword aura with the tip of her wooden sword. Then, she swung her wrist, and the sword aura was swept away like a rag. She took a step forward and waved her wrist!

 

Clang!

 

A heavy force came through the sword tip, and Sonia was pushed back two steps. Her hands were almost shaken to the point of losing grip on her wooden sword.

 

Sweat soaked her face, and her clothes were almost completely wet. She was panting heavily like a country bumpkin, but at this moment, Sonia couldn't care about anything else. She stared at Leonie intently, not daring to relax for a moment.

 

This was the first time she truly felt what it meant to be a real Sorcerer.

 

Both Felix and her had just entered the Virtual Realm a few days ago, so they were not worth mentioning. Professor Teluozan had too much of a gap with her, and their sparring sessions were more about education than pressure for Sonia.

 

Coupled with their smooth adventure in the Virtual Realm, Sonia couldn't help but become a bit arrogant—being a Sorcerer was not difficult at all.

 

Her low-key attitude was not because of humility but arrogance. She believed that her future was extremely bright, so she was willing to endure temporary loneliness.

 

It wasn't until Leonie appeared that she tore off her arrogant disguise.

 

It had nothing to do with Artisans, from the beginning until now, Leonie had only used basic three Artisan Spirits, "Slash Sword," "Stab Sword," and "Cut Sword." It also had nothing to do with Artificing. Leonie's attacks only put pressure on Sonia but were not unstoppable.

 

The truly terrifying power of a Sorcerer was knowledge.

 

Every minute and every second, every move, Sonia felt that everything she had was under Leonie's control. It was as if Leonie knew all her derived actions and had prepared countless countermeasures. No matter what Sonia did, it was effortlessly resolved by Leonie.

 

This feeling was like a child fighting an adult. The other person only needed to hold their head with their hand, and the child couldn't touch them at all. Despite sweating profusely, the feeling of powerlessness grew in Sonia's heart, making her almost want to roar in frustration.

 

"Continue, Sonia junior. Use all your tricks."

 

Leonie raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't worry about hurting me."

 

Her seemingly caring words were more ironic than any insult. Sonia clenched her teeth and took a deep breath, "Then, senior, I will give it my all. Be careful!"

 

"I'm looking forward to it."

 

Sonia took a stance with her wooden sword, and Leonie raised her wooden sword slightly, seeming to be more interested. "Iai Sword technique?"

 

Step, spin, swing the sword!

 

A strong wind blew, and a sword aura swept across the battlefield. Sonia rushed forward with the momentum of thunder, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Leonie!

 

This was a technique Sonia had created herself—the Iai Wave Sword!

 

"It's interesting, but…"

 

Leonie accurately judged Sonia's sword path and struck, "But…"

 

Just then, Sonia suddenly stopped the Wave Sword technique and dodged to the side with a strange footwork. After repositioning her sword stance, she counterattacked!

 

The sound of steel clashing resounded as Leonie looked at Sonia, as if she wanted to say something. But the next moment, her expression changed drastically!

 

Ding ding ding ding—

 

The sound of steel wire bouncing off each other continued, and faint armor pieces appeared on Leonie's body. Five strands of moonlight-formed silk threads hit her chest, waist, thighs, and other parts, causing ripples to appear on the armor.

 

"What kind of Artisan Spirit is that…?"

 

"I can't tell, but it's definitely not from the Swordsmanship department. It's from the Radiance department!"

 

"Sonia just became a Sorcerer a few days ago. How could she have this kind of Artisan Spirit? The Hidden Hand Sword Saint didn't practice the Radiance department, right?"

 

"It can't be something she obtained from the Virtual Realm, right? She just entered the Virtual Realm a few days ago!"

 

While everyone was discussing the new Artisan Spirit that Sonia used, Leonie suddenly changed her behavior and responded with a fierce attack to Sonia's "surprise"!

 

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

 

Sonia was overwhelmed and couldn't catch her breath. Her hands were almost numb.

 

In her haste, she had tried to use "Moon Silk" or "See-Cut" to obstruct Leonie, but these attacks with little variation couldn't even delay Leonie for a second and were instantly resolved by the Orange Dancer!

 

"Sonia junior, to be honest, I was a little angry just now."

 

Leonie swung her sword while speaking, "When you used the Radiance trap to break through my Sword Scale Feather Armor, I felt humiliated—I, a Silver Winged Sorcerer with fully spread wings, was fighting against someone who had just become a Sorcerer a few days ago, and I was even triggered to use a protective miracle. It's really embarrassing."

 

"If Professor Nidara knew, I would definitely receive a scolding."

 

"But I quickly realized that I had no right to be angry. The one who should be angry is you. You bravely challenged me with all your courage, wanting to have a passionate and intense sword duel with me, but I treated you like an adult teaching a child, humiliating you. I was wrong, and I apologize to you."

 

"You awakened me with the Radiance Artisan Spirit. It made me realize that you are different from Felix and those losers—you are a true Swordsman!"

 

Sonia could barely squeeze out a few words while being beaten, "You're being too polite—"

 

"No, I want to sincerely apologize to you."

 

Leonie said slowly, "Next, I will use all my strength to respond to your burning fighting spirit."

 

"Sonia, watch me closely."

 

Leonie suddenly retracted her sword and took a step back. But before Sonia could catch her breath, Leonie's figure disappeared in front of Sonia's eyes!

 

A strong sense of crisis hit her, and goosebumps appeared all over Sonia's body. She couldn't rely on her eyesight, so she could only defend based on her feelings!

 

Clang!

 

She turned her head, but all she saw was a flash of orange!

 

She completely lost track of Leonie's figure!

 

Her eyes were completely useless, and Sonia could only defend based on her instincts!

 

Clang!

 

The surprised voice of Leonie resounded around, "It's not luck, but now we'll see your true strength."

 

The next moment, the overwhelming sense of crisis rushed towards Sonia. She felt like a small boat before a tsunami. The aftereffects of the tsunami alone were enough to capsize her!

 

She turned to block, and she happened to see a golden sword light shining in the field, like a miracle descending to punish the world!

 

Clang!

 

Sonia was directly knocked back and flew several meters in the air. But she immediately used the Wave Sword to stabilize her body and landed somewhat steadily in the air. However, her wrists were already swollen, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

 

At this moment, Sonia finally realized what move Leonie had used.

 

"Miracle: Rhythm Melody!"

 

"It appeared, the real Orange Dancer! An almost uncatchable figure! Only a trace of orange remains!"

 

"Senior Leonie has already learned the famous miracle of the Rhythm Swordsman? But isn't this a miracle created by the Rhythm Swordsman after the Second Wing?"

 

"It means that Senior Leonie is not far from the Golden Second Wing!"

 

Rhythm Melody, the miracle created by Professor Nidara from the Swordsmanship department. Its effect was simple: the first two attacks accumulated energy, and the third attack exploded!

 

It seemed insignificant, but once combined with speed and invisibility Artisan Spirits, Rhythm Melody turned into a death melody that reaped heads, easily destroying the enemy's defense in a short time and violently sinking any resistance with absolute violence!

 

Just like now, Leonie was overwhelming Sonia!

 

Clang!

 

Another heavy blow, although it wasn't the third explosive attack, it wasn't something Sonia, who was physically tired and had injured hands, could easily withstand. She was pushed back a few steps, unwillingly looking at the severed Moon Silk in the air.

 

"If your reaction can't keep up with the speed, I would have died in the abyss long ago." Leonie's voice sounded again, "This trap is useless against me."

 

Sonia had secretly activated the Moon Silk Artisan Spirit and set up a trap in the air, thinking that Leonie would directly hit it due to her speed. But how could a Sorcerer have such an obvious survival flaw? Before attacking her, Leonie had already cut the Moon Silk.

 

Clang!

 

Sonia was once again pushed back several steps. Leonie calmly said, "Put down your sword and admit defeat."

 

Should she admit defeat?

 

But if she didn't admit defeat, it would be the third strike of Rhythm Melody. Sonia knew very well that she had no chance of withstanding another explosive attack. She would definitely be knocked more than ten meters away and lose in a very embarrassing manner.

 

No matter how she thought about it, admitting defeat was the best choice.

 

And at this moment, even though her hands were numb and her whole body was almost exhausted to the point of falling asleep in the next second, Sonia was unwilling to let go of her sword!

 

She! Refused! To! Accept!

 

It had nothing to do with benefits, future, or likes and dislikes!

 

She just wanted to win, she didn't want to lose, that's all!

 

Rebellious blood burned in every part of her body, and angry thoughts overwhelmed her rationality at this moment. She seemed to transform into a sword, born to die, and mad because of battle!

 

"Observer, did you plan all this just to enjoy my miserable defeat? Let me tell you, I won't serve you!"

 

Sonia roared fiercely in her heart, clenching her wooden sword tightly, tears streaming from her eyes, her teeth almost biting through her lips. Her whole body tensed up, ready to face the final strike of Rhythm Melody!