Firefly Journey

Chapter 160 Youth is a hastily written poem (3)

Class 29, except for Lin Yuanran who has not yet returned, is all ready to watch the upcoming duel.

Just before going on stage, Lü Jianming looked relaxed, his smile impossible to hide, the corners of his mouth almost curving into a crescent moon.

Sabrina asked, "Is everything alright?"

Lu Jianming said, "No, class monitor, do you have so little confidence in me? You may think I'm very unreliable, but I'm more than capable of dealing with Dominic."

Given Lü Jianming's usual behavior, it's no wonder that others have formed a stereotype about him.

"I'm going, I'm going, just wait and see."

With that, Lü Jianming strode into the training field with an air of superiority, waving to the students behind him.

“I heard that he recently mastered sword energy,” said Favier Mali. He and Hauglis often hung out with Lü Jianming, so they naturally knew more about him.

Most professions in the God of War path excel in close combat, including the "Swordsman." However, compared to purely melee combat professions like the "Fighter" and "Templar Knight," the Swordsman's attack methods are more flexible, such as sword aura.

The condensation of sword energy depends entirely on the talent of the extraordinary individual. Some geniuses can comprehend it in a single awakening, the most representative being the Green-Clad Sword Saint.

Those with slightly less talent, even if they complete three awakenings in their entire lives, will still be unable to reach that level.

Whether a sword aura is condensed or not is a criterion for evaluating a swordsman's combat strength.

Having and not having are two watershed moments.

Swordsmen are also a rare class that doesn't consider the number of awakenings, but rather whether they possess sword energy to determine their combat strength.

"Sword energy?" Sabrina murmured to herself. "No wonder he chose to go second after seeing that he had drawn Class 29."

The top students in Class 26 are limited, and the class monitor, Dominic, will definitely be on the roster, and will most likely be the last to appear.

Lü Jianming's choice of the second option was quite deliberate. If he had chosen earlier, even though he could fight multiple opponents, he wouldn't have been able to handle the situation with the same ease as Sabrina.

Even in the best-case scenario, if he defeats five people along the way and finally faces Dominic, he will have almost no chance of winning due to the depletion of his magical power.

The second one to appear is different. Even if Sabrina doesn't defeat everyone before her, she can still reduce the number of enemies by a few. By the time he takes over, the amount of magic power he expends won't be too much, and he won't be without a fighting chance against Dominic.

As for appearing third or fourth, he never even considered it.

Because he knew that the people behind him wouldn't even get a chance to participate. This was a source of pride for everyone in Class 29.

Sabrina perfectly completed the preliminary task, giving the opportunity to Lü Jianming.

"Wind chimes, wind..."

Sabrina had barely uttered a word when her expression turned incredulous, causing her to swallow the rest of her words.

Wind Chime was very close to Paninger. She was holding a small green cake, took a bite, seemed to think it was pretty good, and then took a big bite.

Paninger, standing next to him, looked smug.

"Grass cake..."

Fengling smiled and said, "Sabrina, why do you look so incredulous?"

Sabrina struggled to speak: "I ate Paninger's cake the other day. It wasn't that it was bad, but it was absolutely terrible. How could you actually eat it?"

Fengling held up the cake: "It's quite delicious. If you thought it didn't taste good the other day, maybe it was an experiment. The one I have here is the result of her revising it many times."

Is that right?

Sabrina composed herself, but the suspicion on her face hadn't completely disappeared. This explanation made sense, but something still felt off.

Seeing that she didn't believe her, Fengling stuffed the rest of the grass cake into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, which looked rather cute.

His mouth was stuffed with too much food, making his voice muffled: "It's so delicious!"

Paninger beamed with joy; the sense of accomplishment from having someone eat what he had made was immense.

Is it really that delicious?

Sabrina walked over, and Paninger was extremely enthusiastic, lightly flicking his fingernails—or rather, his dragon scales—a spatial artifact inherent to the dragon race.

Suddenly, a large plate appeared in her hand, filled with many small pieces of grass cake.

Paninger exclaimed happily, "Everyone gets a share!"

With Feng Ling's ravenous eating as an example, everyone became interested. It's worth noting that Paninger's previous culinary skills could only be described as disastrous.

Since things are rarely normal, why not do us the honor of doing so?

Sabrina picked up a piece first. It was indeed of good quality, glistening and tempting, and especially the faint grassy aroma that made it hard not to feel hungry.

Paninger enthusiastically offered them to each of them, and Fway, Allen, and the others thought they would give him face and accepted them one by one.

Feng Ling turned around and gave a sly smile from an angle where no one could see her.

Sabrina took a bite, her face fell, and she suppressed the urge to spit it out. After chewing it a couple of times, she swallowed the green thing.

She wasn't the only one with this pained expression.

Hauglis had the strongest reaction, vomiting on the spot.

"Where's the delicious food you were promised?!"

Fengling crossed her arms, her face showing neither the smugness of a successful prank nor the remorse of offending someone.

She raised an eyebrow: "The competition is about to begin."

Frustrated, everyone could only silently move closer to the trash can.

……

In the training ground.

Seeing Lü Jianming enter a step later, Dominic immediately mocked, "If you're scared, you can choose not to come in."

Lu Jianming put his hand to his ear, making a "louder" gesture, and said, "Speak louder, Dad didn't hear you."

"hehe."

Dominic stopped arguing and suddenly drew his short sword, slashing it twice in the air ahead, creating two hurricanes that swept away.

If he were outside, his divine pronouncements wouldn't be this powerful. In the wind-element training ground, even just casually swinging his weapon produced a visibly increased power.

Lu Jianming remained motionless, gripping the "Han Guang" sword tightly in his hand. He then thrust out two swords with his backhand, and two clearly visible ripples of magical power surged forth, slamming fiercely into the hurricane.

That wasn't all. The sword energy was clearly stronger than the hurricane, directly annihilating the two hurricanes. Its momentum remained undiminished as it charged towards Dominic.

Dominic's pupils widened slightly, a hint of panic in his eyes. The hurricane he casually unleashed wasn't a particularly powerful move, so it wasn't surprising that it couldn't withstand the attack. What surprised him was Lü Jianming's sword energy.

Successfully condensing sword energy means that he is one in a million among the "swordsman" class.

Remember when he stood up for Ario, but he never used his sword aura? How long has it been since then, and he's already mastered sword aura?

A shadow fell over Dominic's heart.

With the dagger held horizontally in front of him, breaking two sword energies, Dominic dared not be careless. With his left hand, which was not holding the dagger, he began to draw the oracle.

Inside the wind-based training field, the wind pressure suddenly increased.

Lu Jianming, sword in hand, sensed the change in his surroundings, yet his expression remained unchanged, displaying an arrogant and unruly demeanor.

I don't care what divine oracle you use; before my sword, you'll only be reduced to ashes!