Ruolin's gentle demeanor shattered as her willow brows shot upward, her soft tone replaced by stern fury.
After all, she had just recruited two of the most monstrously gifted talents Canaan Academy had ever seen.....how could she possibly let them slip away?
"I really have something urgent to handle," Xiao Jian said seriously.
"Besides, fighting outside the academy offers far more real experience than staying safe inside an ivory tower."
His tone was calm, but his words struck like a slap.
Even Xiao Yan couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth.
His third brother really didn't know how to mince words.
Ruolin pressed her fingers against her temple, clearly getting a headache. Though only sixteen, this boy's mind was far too mature.
After a long pause, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "You're both set on taking this leave, no matter what?"
"We must," Xiao Jian nodded firmly.
"And you?" Ruolin turned to Xiao Yan.
"The same," Xiao Yan said seriously.
He wasn't about to give up the tutelage of Yao Lao, a master far above any ordinary academy instructor.
Even the famed Alchemist King Gu He couldn't match his teacher's skill.....why would he settle for less?
Seeing Ruolin's expression darken, Xiao Yu and the others exchanged uneasy glances. They'd known her long enough to realize that this particular look meant danger.
Finally, Ruolin exhaled softly. Her chest rose and fell, the motion drawing involuntary gazes before she brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead.
"Taking leave isn't entirely impossible," she said at last.
The brothers exchanged calm glances, clearly expecting a condition.
"As long as you can last twenty rounds against me," she said, her tone lilting yet edged with challenge, "I'll approve your year-long leave. I'll even handle all the paperwork myself."
A murmur spread through the tent.
Most people looked at Xiao Jian and Xiao Yan with open sympathy.
"Poor boys," Xue Ni whispered, shaking her head.
Even Xiao Yu bit her lip, gaze dropping. She alone knew...her cousin might just have the strength to survive those twenty rounds… or even win.
"Well then," Ruolin said, smiling languidly. "Do you still want to proceed?"
"Thank you for granting us the opportunity, Instructor."
Xiao Jian's confident laughter echoed through the tent.
Beside him, Xiao Yan didn't speak, but simply took his place behind his brother.....a silent show of support.
Ruolin's smile deepened, though a faint, dangerous aura began to rise around her.
Everyone watching couldn't help but admire.....or pity—the brothers.
Facing a Grand Fighter at their level? It was practically suicide.
The gap between Fighter, Dou Master, and Grand Master wasn't something that talent alone could bridge.
"This tent is too cramped," Ruolin said softly. "Let's take it outside."
With a graceful turn, she walked out, her curving silhouette swaying with a mature, alluring rhythm.
Xiao Jian chuckled lightly and followed, with Xiao Yan close behind.
The rest of the students hesitated only a moment before rushing after them.
Outside, the sun had begun to set, casting the plaza in a warm orange glow.
The flagstones, heated all day, now radiated a soft warmth underfoot.
In the center of the square, the two brothers faced their instructor, who stood poised with a gentle smile.
"After you, Instructor," Xiao Jian said, offering a courteous gesture.
Ruolin's eyes shimmered. The green ring on her finger flashed, and a long azure whip materialized in her hand, humming faintly with power.
Xiao Jian's sharp gaze noted the craftsmanship immediately.....it was a magic-core weapon perfectly attuned to her element, enhancing her strength by at least twenty percent.
She wasn't holding back.
Seeing that, Xiao Jian sighed inwardly. "So you really don't plan to let us off easy."
Ruolin raised her whip with an elegant flick. "Let's see if your confidence matches your words."
The whip cracked through the air like a lightning bolt.
Xiao Jian moved the instant it struck, his footwork fluid as flowing water.
The whip barely missed him, gouging the stone where he'd just stood.
A chill mist rose from the impact.
Xiao Yan, standing off to the side, adjusted his stance.
His explosive power could close distance in a blink.....but he would only get one good opening. His job now was to create that chance.
Meanwhile, Xiao Jian continued to dodge gracefully, his movement light yet precise.
To outsiders, it looked like he was struggling to avoid Ruolin's relentless assault, but in truth, every step was calculated.
He hadn't drawn a weapon. Against a soft weapon like Ruolin's whip, bringing out his spear would only get it entangled and disarmed.
And against a five-star Grand Fighter, even a newly advanced Dou Master like him had to tread carefully.
After narrowly evading another strike, Xiao Jian's eyes sharpened.
His foot slammed down, and his body shot forward like an arrow loosed from the string, closing the distance between them in an instant.....
...but the moment he did, he felt the wind behind his back twist sharply.
Another whip strike, already chasing him from behind.
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