Chapter 305

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“Your opponent is me!”

Xiao Yuan roared in anger at this moment and struck out with his palm, blocking Xiao Rong who was charging at Ye Wushuang.

*Boom*…

The two figures landed instantly, their fists and palms colliding. After a brief clash, they separated again.

Ye Wushuang looked at Xiao Yuan and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you sure you can handle this?”

“I have to, even if I’m not sure I can,” Xiao Yuan replied directly. “You said it yourself—I’m your bodyguard. I can’t let you handle everything on your own.”

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and said, “In that case, leave the others to me.”

At this moment, Xiao Rong, with a cold gaze, looked at the dozen or so others and said, “Whoever among you can kill Ye Wushuang, I’ll multiply the spiritual stones I promised you by ten!”

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the dozen or so newcomers lit up with greed. All traces of fear disappeared as they looked at Ye Wushuang as if he were a mountain of gold.

“Spiritual stones are only valuable if you live to claim them,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile, raising his sword and charging at the oncoming group.

*Boom*…

In just a moment, a disciple at the first level of the Condensation Pulse realm was beheaded by Ye Wushuang’s sword, blood gushing out like a fountain.

The rest, however, charged at Ye Wushuang recklessly, as if driven mad.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Rong stood face to face.

“Xiao Yuan, relying solely on your bloodline power to contend with me is not enough,” Xiao Rong said, clenching his hand and summoning a spear into it.

He was the pride of the Xiao clan participating in the Qingyun Academy recruitment assessment this time. At just seventeen years old, he was already at the third level of the Condensation Pulse realm, with limitless potential. Moreover, he was a direct descendant of the Xiao clan!

What was Xiao Yuan, a collateral descendant, compared to him? Xiao Yuan didn’t even have the资格 to look up to him.

Xiao Yuan clenched his hand, gathering spiritual energy. He glanced at Ye Wushuang fighting in the distance, then at Xiao Rong, and said coldly, “He has shown me with his actions that to survive, one must fight for oneself.”

*Whoosh*…

With these words, Xiao Yuan charged forward.

*Boom*…

The two figures collided, the sound of the impact echoing like a low explosion.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang was engaged in battle with the other dozen or so newcomers at the first or second level of the Condensation Pulse realm. It was less of a battle and more of a one-sided crushing.

Ye Wushuang, at the third level of the Condensation Pulse realm, would have no trouble even facing a fourth-level intermediate spiritual beast, let alone these newcomers who were only at the first or second level.

His long sword slashed out, releasing waves of sword energy as the Tianyan Cangyun Sword Technique erupted.

The Cangfeng Sword, like a fierce wind, could slice through sinew and bone.

The Cangyu Sword, like a sudden downpour, was fierce and surging.

The Canglei Sword, with its thunderous sword energy, roared incessantly.

Just these three sword moves unleashed a power that completely overwhelmed the dozen or so newcomers.

After seven or eight of them were killed, the remaining few, terrified out of their wits, fled in all directions.

Ye Wushuang glanced at them, sheathed his sword, and did not pursue.

At this moment, Wang Xueqi regained consciousness.

“How are you feeling?” Ye Wushuang asked as he approached the three.

Wang Xueqi’s face was somewhat pale as she replied, “I’m fine. Thank you, once again.”

“Among friends, there’s no need for such formalities,” Ye Wushuang said, glancing at the ongoing battle between Xiao Yuan and Xiao Rong.

Xiao Yuan was at the first level of the Condensation Pulse realm.

Xiao Rong was at the third level.

Moreover, Xiao Rong was ranked sixth in the Newcomers’ List and had been nurtured by the core of the Xiao clan since childhood, making him extremely powerful.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan, even with the help of his bloodline power, was barely holding on.

Qing Chengtian, witnessing this, couldn’t help but say, “Wushuang, should we… help him…?”

“There’s no need,” Ye Wushuang replied firmly. “I can help him correct his weaknesses and enhance his strengths, but there are some things he must walk and do on his own. Otherwise, he will never achieve greatness in his lifetime.”

The three nodded in agreement.

Just as Ye Wushuang finished speaking, Xiao Yuan, in the midst of the battle, was suddenly pierced in the shoulder by Xiao Rong’s spear.

But instead of retreating, Xiao Yuan, with bloodshot eyes, let out an angry roar and suddenly grabbed the spearhead…