Furan's subsequent practice was harassed by the two keeping their distance, sometimes extending a sword, sometimes jumping directly into the path of her swing.
After enduring it for a while, Furan finally saw the skill appear on her panel.
[Elven Swordsmanship (Not Initiated) (Proficiency: 0/10): The style used by elves when wielding a sword. You do not know it.]
She finally obtained this Elven Swordsmanship. Now, even if she were expelled from this class, she wouldn't have to worry.
She looked at the Elven Swordsmanship on the panel again, and a bold idea formed in her mind.
She looked at Abeljo, who was still some distance away, ignored Rayne, who was closer to her, and leaped directly toward Abeljo, swinging her Wooden Sword in mid-air.
She stabbed her sword directly toward Abeljo's waist. The Wooden Sword, carrying the kinetic energy of the jump, struck the target hard.
[You made a clumsy attempt. Elven Swordsmanship Proficiency +1]
"Ah!" The impact caused Abeljo to cry out in pain, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Bella looked at her with worried eyes, feeling a bit guilty, as it was she who had suggested Furan take this class.
And when everyone's eyes turned toward her, she immediately said:
"Sorry to disturb everyone, but Abeljo and I have some private grievances."
Then she spoke to Teacher Burnett:
"Teacher, I request a match with Abeljo to resolve the dispute between us."
Burnett's brow furrowed further, his face taut. He clearly disliked this kind of scene.
If Furan had initiated the conflict herself, Burnett would have directly refused the request.
But the problem was that Furan had just had a conflict with them. Although Rayne apologized, Burnett had been teaching courses for many years.
In his teaching career, conflicts arising from deliberate framing and jealousy were not uncommon.
He could tell both of them had a certain foundation in swordsmanship. One person acting up was fine, but two people ganging up felt unreasonable.
Because Rayne's apology was timely and prevented him from losing his temper on the spot, he had slightly forgiven the two for their actions.
He also disliked Furan's scorched-earth attitude, but since others provoked first... "Abeljo, what do you think? Can this match resolve your dispute?"
Abeljo was furious after being suddenly stabbed.
This made him feel humiliated. In the past, he had been a key student nurtured by Burnett; when had anyone dared to offend him like this?
He slowly got up, clutching the heavily struck area. For an apprentice of his physique, although it hurt, he would recover quickly.
"Yes... I am willing to have a match with her!" he said through gritted teeth.
In fact, he could not refuse this request for a match, even though Teacher Burnett was asking him.
Having been with Burnett for over a year, how could he not know that while Burnett disliked apprentices fighting amongst themselves, he equally disliked apprentices who backed down from a request for a match?
Furan suddenly spoke up at this moment:
"Teacher Burnett, I request that this match be a Sword-Grip Duel."
The Sword-Grip Duel, as the name suggests, is a competition to see whose sword drops from their hand first; that person loses the match.
Abeljo was stunned. He glared fiercely at Furan. No one had ever humiliated him like this.
This type of match is different from a pure swordsmanship competition where touching means losing. This tests both parties' endurance and offensive methods.
Only when the opponent's sword drops will the winner be decided. Even if a large gash is opened on your chest, as long as the sword is still in your hand, you haven't lost!
Did she choose this match to thoroughly humiliate me during the fight?
At this moment, Abeljo cast aside all calculations. If it was a match, he wasn't afraid.
What he feared was that because he had disappointed Burnett last year, Furan's sudden entry into the Sword Chant School would steal the opportunity that belonged to him.
"I accept! Bring it on, the Sword-Grip Duel!"
Abeljo spoke these words with immense rage.
Burnett's expression froze for a moment, then shifted to a kind of relief.
He knew the conflict between the two could not be reconciled. Neither of them gave the other a way out; a fight was necessary for any kind of resolution.
But if they were going to fight, why not now? It was better than letting them go back and fight in private, resulting in mutual destruction.
After the match, their relationship might even soften slightly because a winner had been determined.
Burnett let out a long sigh, and his expression softened slightly.
"Everyone listen up, this class is suspended for now. The time for the makeup class will be announced later."
The other apprentices watching were also discussing amongst themselves, but not a single person left because the class was suspended.
Rayne's expression subtly changed as he watched the tense atmosphere on the field. He turned his gaze toward Burnett, an idea forming in his mind.
Once the two arrived at the dueling ground, Burnett sternly said:
"Listen, you two. This is a match, not a duel. You cannot take the other person's life or cause serious disability. Do you understand?"
"Mm!" Both of them gave a perfunctory affirmation, but his strict words were imprinted in their minds.
"Begin the match!"
Abeljo did not choose to attack directly; instead, he took a stance where he stood.
This was his family's Iron Wall Swordsmanship, which included a complete set of defensive methods, and it was the reason he was able to stand out among the many apprentices.
Possessing a complete set of swordsmanship—including Breathing Technique, Combat Skills, many stances, and techniques taught by family elders—made him far superior to those Noble Scion who only had Body Tempering Method, a few Combat Skills, and occasionally a Breathing Technique.
From the sword Furan had just stabbed into his waist—although it was a sneak attack and he didn't react—it made him realize that Furan was very fast. Otherwise, the defensive awareness he had trained since childhood wouldn't have failed to respond.
However, now that he was on the field, with his Breathing Technique and stance fully activated, he didn't believe Furan could still attack him.
And once he blocked Furan's attack, it would be his time for a defensive counterattack.
But Furan's movement stunned both Abeljo and the people off the field.
Previously, when facing Abeljo's stationary defensive stance, almost everyone would slowly approach, tentatively probe the opponent, and then consider attacking.
Instead of conventionally approaching slowly, Furan performed an attack method no one expected: she leaped into the air.
Furan maintained a stabbing posture in the air and struck directly at Abeljo's quickly deployed block. However, Abeljo only shifted his body back slightly, his feet remaining firmly planted.
Abeljo felt the immense force and his heart grew a little heavier. Such great strength, but if she kept using this attack method... "What is she doing?"
"Why is she using the Elven Swordsmanship Footwork that was just taught?"
The apprentices below whispered amongst themselves, somewhat confused as to why Furan was using a skill she clearly didn't know.
Burnett also frowned tightly. He could tell that Furan did not know Elven Swordsmanship; she was simply using the footwork just taught, combined with a bit of her own understanding, to execute this set of attacks.
He didn't understand why Furan was doing this.
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