After listening to stories all afternoon and then hearing Gai Yue's cold jokes, Zhao Wuji decided to liven things up and directly pulled Oscar aside to help him digest his meal.
In reality, it was just an excuse to beat him up, but Old Zhao called it a test in fancy terms.
And so, a group of people watched Oscar practice his sword in the courtyard in front of the cafeteria. The problem was, Oscar's current strength was too weak; he couldn't even break through Zhao Wuji's bear fur, and in the end, he had no choice but to ask the teacher for help.
Oscar was being played with by Zhao Wuji until he was panting heavily. Then, with a swift movement, he rushed to the teacher's side, grabbed his thigh, and complained, "Teacher, you saw it! You saw how I was bullied by Old Zhao before you arrived. You have to justice for your student..."
Oscar immediately began his act, a performance that would make listeners sad and onlookers weep. Even Flender beside him was speechless; how did Oscar feel even more shameless than he had been when he was younger?
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji became even more displeased. Teacher Zhao when he needed something, Old Zhao when he didn't?
What Zhao Wuji didn't expect was that Gai Yue, who in his eyes should have been cold and indifferent and would have told Oscar to solve his own problems, actually stood up.
Gai Yue patted Oscar's head and said calmly, "As your master, I'll get revenge for you!"
Seeing this scene, Flender, who had just been thinking Oscar was shameless, suddenly spat out a mouthful of wine. He thought he had heard wrong. When had Old Gai ever taken the initiative to roughhouse with a child?
They had only become master and disciple at noon, and now they were as close as can be? No, that idiom wasn't quite right for this situation.
Should it be that you've known each other for less than half a day and already have this master-disciple bond?
Then, Gai Yue slowly stood up, patted Oscar's head lightly, and said to Zhao Wuji calmly, "Brother Zhao, it's been two years since we last sparred. Let's have a match. After all, it's not good to always bully my student."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji snorted, "Brother Gai, don't be fooled by this kid. I wasn't even using my full strength!"
To be honest, if it were the past, Zhao Wuji really wouldn't have been afraid. But now Gai Yue was at Level 82 and had an additional torso Soul Bone, so Zhao Wuji really wasn't a match for him.
However, Flender beside him was delighted and couldn't hear anything Zhao Wuji was saying. He immediately chimed in, "Brother Gai, I'm with you!"
Ma Hongjun was also someone Zhao Wuji often beat up. Now seeing his own teacher joining in, he also shouted at the top of his lungs, "Teacher Gai, beat him up! I'm with you too!"
Seeing the encouraging master and disciple, Zhao Wuji silently counted it all against Ma Hongjun.
Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't beat Flender; it was because Flender was the dean and he was only the vice dean, so he couldn't disrespect his superior...
Looking at the encouraging Flender and Ma Hongjun, Gai Yue also chuckled softly, placed Oscar in his seat, and with a light tap of his toe, appeared five meters in front of Zhao Wuji.
There was one thing worth praising about Shrek Academy: it was spacious. Although this courtyard in front of the cafeteria wasn't huge, it was still over eighty meters wide, more than enough for the two to spar.
Seeing he couldn't escape, Zhao Wuji said, "Fine. It's been a while since we last sparred. Let's have some fun today."
"Frost Moon!"
Gai Yue didn't waste words with Zhao Wuji. With a low murmur, a long sword appeared in his right hand.
The sword was four feet six inches long, three inches wide, and snow-white throughout. Its blade was adorned with ice-blue patterns as beautiful as ice crystals, as if forged from a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice.
Just from seeing this sword, Oscar could feel its sharpness and icy coldness. Apparently, Gai Yue's sword Martial Soul was not only good at killing but also had ice attributes. Perhaps that was why he always seemed so cold.
At this moment, Flender explained, "This is Brother Gai's Martial Soul—the Frost Moon Sword. Although it can't compare to the Seven Kill Sword, which is known as the number one sword Martial Soul in the world, it is definitely a top-tier sword Martial Soul."
As Gai Yue unleashed his Martial Soul, eight magnificent Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—slowly rose from his body before receding inward.
Apparently, Gai Yue didn't intend to use Soul Skills; after all, this was just a sparring match.
Moreover, if he and Zhao Wuji went all out, Shrek Academy would probably be demolished.
Facing Gai Yue, who had already unleashed his Martial Soul, Zhao Wuji didn't want to be outdone either. He slapped his chest with both hands, letting out a deafening bear roar. Two yellow, two purple, and three black Soul Rings slowly rose from his body, and a thick layer of brown-yellow fur covered his body, his hands transforming into thick, powerful bear paws.
As the Soul Rings receded, Zhao Wuji charged straight toward Gai Yue. Facing someone stronger than him, Zhao Wuji naturally wanted to seize the initiative.
However, Gai Yue remained completely unfazed. He said calmly, "Little Ao, this is your first lesson."
With that, Gai Yue raised the Frost Moon Sword and slashed through the air toward the charging Zhao Wuji. A sharp, pure white sword energy suddenly flew out, carrying a fierce momentum as it slashed toward Zhao Wuji.
Oscar stared intently at Gai Yue. This sword energy was completely different from the previous finger-sword technique. The sword energy slash unleashed through his Martial Soul already had power comparable to using an offensive Soul Skill.
Fortunately, Zhao Wuji wasn't made of clay. Faced with this sword energy slash, he forcefully clapped his bear paws together, not only blocking it but shattering it.
But before Zhao Wuji could gloat, Gai Yue's Frost Moon Sword had already flickered multiple times, unleashing dozens of sharp sword energy slashes in an instant.
Now Zhao Wuji didn't dare to be careless. His fur vibrated as his body spun like a top, his thick bear paws constantly slapping at the incoming sword energies.
Although each of Zhao Wuji's attacks could shatter a sword energy, every contact with the slashes made his bear paws sting. Because there were too many sword energies to dodge, two of them even struck his body, cutting off most of his thick fur.
Fortunately, Gai Yue wasn't going all out; otherwise, Zhao Wuji would have been injured.
As Gai Yue unleashed sword energy attacks on Zhao Wuji, he also said to Oscar, "This is the most basic and core ability of a swordsman. The following attacks are sword techniques that can only be unleashed by perfectly combining the sword with oneself. Watch closely."
As soon as Gai Yue finished speaking, he advanced toward Zhao Wuji with his long sword. The sword in his hand spun, and a sharp aura instantly surged, endless sword momentum like a rainbow.
"Frost Moon Sword Style, Third Form: Frosty Sky!"
In just an instant, Gai Yue had struck dozens of times. Countless sword shadows danced across the sky. Looking at Zhao Wuji, a layer of his fur had been shaved off, and there were even frozen traces.
Apparently, Gai Yue hadn't used the ice attribute of his Martial Soul for the previous sword energies, but he had for this sword technique.
Zhao Wuji was already doing his utmost to defend. Although he wasn't injured, all his fur had been shaved off, which made him rather embarrassed.
"Brother Gai, getting revenge for Little Ao doesn't require going this far. How am I supposed to show my face now!" Zhao Wuji sighed helplessly.
Gai Yue just smiled faintly, retracted his Martial Soul, and looked at Oscar, "So, what do you think?"
Oscar grinned, "Teacher is so cool! But although I understand it, I can't use it yet. I need time."
Hearing this, Gai Yue automatically ignored Oscar's praise but was surprised by his latter remark.
Oscar had understood after just one look, whereas Gai Yue himself had needed a full hour when he was learning.
(End of Chapter)