14: Chapter 14 B-Rank Sword Skills
"And the class beauty is here too?"
"Damn it, I didn't work hard before, and now it's too late to regret."
The focus of the boys' gazes was the girl with long black hair standing in the center of the girls.
Jiang Yan wore a professional smile on her face, which made her already high beauty even more stunning.
"Everyone, do your best. You can do it."
Jiang Yan encouraged them, instantly causing the boys to cheer excitedly.
"Goddess, I'll give it my all for you!"
"Goddess Jiang, if I can finish it—I mean, if—then..."
"If I can finish this, I'm going to confess to Jiang Yan!"
The boys' eyes ignited with fighting spirit, although deep down, they didn't really believe they could complete it.
But at least their legs weren't shaking as much.
Zhang Tuyuan shook his head.
They were truly just a bunch of greenhorns.
"So, who's going first? Any volunteers?"
"Teacher, I'll go!"
Almost simultaneously, a boy raised his hand and shouted loudly.
It was Ning Xiufeng, who was standing at the very front of the boys.
"Damn, Brother Ning!"
"It's got to be Brother Ning!"
Ning Xiufeng stood tall and straight, wearing a blue headband on his head, his face handsome and dashing.
Instantly causing a group of fangirls to scream.
"So handsome! I'm so glad I came this time."
"Ning Xiufeng has become even more handsome. Is this headband his new look?"
"As expected of my idol, he's the handsomest!"
Ning Xiufeng pretended not to care about the crowd, his face wearing a confident smile as he said to Zhang Tuyuan.
"Teacher, can I use a weapon?"
"Yes."
Zhang Tuyuan nodded.
Ning Xiufeng pulled out an exquisite black case from who knows where.
He opened the case and took out a white longsword.
He drew the sword.
The sword's blade gleamed with a cold light, making some students unable to keep their eyes open.
"What a good sword!"
"Brother Ning actually brought a weapon. He came prepared."
"He could actually bring a weapon? Brother Ning even predicted this."
"Damn it, why didn't I think of bringing a weapon? How can I deal 20,000 damage with just my two fists!"
A thick sense of anticipation welled up in everyone's eyes.
In their eyes, Ning Xiufeng would definitely be able to complete this training.
Ning Xiufeng walked into the middle of the rows of humanoid wooden dummies and instantly assumed a stance.
"Begin."
After Zhang Tuyuan finished speaking, Ning Xiufeng shot forward like an arrow, attacking rapidly.
One could hear Ning Xiufeng instantly unleash a series of sword hums.
"What a powerful martial technique!"
"Could this be a B-Grade Martial Technique?"
"As expected of Brother Ning, he uses a B-Grade Martial Technique right from the start!"
"So this is a B-Grade Martial Technique? Truly an eye-opener."
Even Zhang Tuyuan sighed inwardly; as expected of a child from a wealthy family.
He could use a B-Grade Martial Technique right from the start, whereas when he was in school, he was still practicing D-Grade Martial Techniques.
It was only after joining the army and accumulating many military merits that he was able to exchange for one B-Grade Martial Technique.
Yet Ning Xiufeng, relying on his family's support, was ahead of countless peers right from the start.
Under Ning Xiufeng's offensive, the seemingly rock-solid humanoid wooden dummies vibrated violently.
Swish, swish, swish, swish!
In two or three minutes, Ning Xiufeng had already cut down four humanoid wooden dummies.
The watching students were stunned, immediately lamenting the gap between a genius and an ordinary person.
"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to take down even one in two or three minutes, sigh..."
"It's not just the B-Grade Martial Technique; Brother Ning's talent is also amazing."
However, the humanoid wooden dummies were not only hard but also moved extremely fast, so even Ning Xiufeng missed several strikes.
Furthermore, Ning Xiufeng was drenched in sweat, clearly having exhausted a lot of stamina.
"6 minutes remaining."
Zhang Tuyuan said indifferently.
"I will definitely complete this."
"Sword Technique: White Light Slash!"
Ning Xiufeng roared lowly, and his white longsword emitted a white light.
The sharpness was visible to the naked eye.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several sword qi blasts caused one humanoid wooden dummy after another to tremble violently.
Two more minutes passed, and all the humanoid wooden dummies fell down.
On the last few dummies, there were visible sword marks left behind.
The screen recording the values started jumping rapidly.
"Time taken: 6 minutes and 42 seconds. Damage dealt: 27,000 catties."
Seeing the numbers, everyone gasped.
He actually dealt over 20,000 damage.
And he even exceeded it by 3,000 catties.
Although he used a martial technique and a weapon.
It was still far beyond what they could achieve.
Ning Xiufeng had already left them so far behind that they couldn't even see his taillights.
Many girls had fiery gazes, wishing they could rush up right now and invite Ning Xiufeng to form a team.
But with Zhang Tuyuan present, no one dared to be too presumptuous.
Ning Xiufeng was drenched in sweat, but he still held his head high, letting everyone see the smile on his face.
"My condition isn't great today; I feel like I could perform even better."
"Teacher, I've completed it this time, right?"
Ning Xiufeng slung his sword over his shoulder and looked at Zhang Tuyuan.
"Ning Xiufeng passes."
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ning Xiufeng turned around, preparing to leave with flair.
"Next, who's next?"
Zhang Tuyuan signaled to the boys.
"Me."
A voice devoid of emotion came, and at the same time, a slender figure walked straight up.
"Su Lin?"
The hearts of the crowd, which had just calmed down, started beating violently again.
They had almost forgotten about him?
"Su Lin was the only one who completed the training last time."
"Is he going to start putting on a show too?"
"Last time was just luck; this time, he might not necessarily be better than Brother Ning."
The crowd discussed spiritedly, with both male and female students focusing their gazes on Su Lin.
Ning Xiufeng frowned slightly.
This Su Lin really wanted to compete with him.
Did he really think he could be his opponent?
Last time was just Su Lin's stroke of luck.
Just as Su Lin brushed past him, he spoke up.
"Su Lin, dare to make a bet? If you can't surpass me, you..."
"Not betting."
Su Lin didn't even look at him and walked straight into the humanoid wooden dummies.