Volume One, Chapter Eight: The Temperamental Teacher

His growing physical strength sharpened his senses. Jiang Huan unconsciously tightened his grip on the long blade in his hand.

Before long, three first-tier Red-Eyed Unicorn Demons appeared where Jiang Huan had just been. Upon seeing their comrade’s corpse, slain by Jiang Huan’s blade, they howled mournfully toward the sky. Then, they began to circle and dance around the fallen.

Jiang Huan watched them intently, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

When the three demons unexpectedly lined up in a row, Jiang Huan suddenly leapt out from the bushes! With a single slash, a pale blue blade of light surged forward, striking all three beasts in an instant.

Puncture! Puncture! Puncture!

The three demons were grievously wounded in the blink of an eye. Yet before they could react, Jiang Huan vanished.

Backstab! Activate!

A long blade composed of shards pierced through the chest of the middle demon! The other two, stunned and unable to respond, saw the blade’s edge gradually fade away.

In the next moment, two icy gleams pierced through the shoulders of the middle demon, stabbing toward the heads of the left and right demons!

Puncture! Puncture!

The three Red-Eyed Unicorn Demons were completely wiped out.

[Spirit Weapon “Thousand Blades” has slain Red-Eyed Unicorn Demons, first-tier beasts, experience +85.]

[Mutual Progress activated! Host experience +85.]

[Spirit Weapon “Thousand Blades” has slain Red-Eyed Unicorn Demons, first-tier beasts, experience +85.]

[Mutual Progress activated! Host experience +85.]

[Spirit Weapon “Thousand Blades” has slain Red-Eyed Unicorn Demons, first-tier beasts, experience +85.]

[Mutual Progress activated! Host experience +85.]

Jiang Huan muttered, unable to contain his astonishment, “I never imagined the new martial skill and its effects would combine so powerfully…”

As he spoke, he began envisioning many different ways to use it in future scenarios.

Suddenly, a piercing alarm bell rang out across the sky.

Jiang Huan pulled out his phone and saw that it was his memo alarm!

“Don’t forget Old Zhang’s practical combat class at two o’clock!”

In an instant, Jiang Huan’s face turned ashen: “It’s over.”

As the campus recruitment period approached, the entire Third Middle School adopted a laissez-faire approach to all senior students. Any course could be self-studied with no requirement to attend classes in person.

However, Old Zhang’s practical combat class was the sole exception. Although his classes offered nothing new — mostly physical training or sparring matches — he demanded that no student skip without a valid reason.

Any absence meant endless criticism and reprimand.

Jiang Huan was anxious and ready to rush into Caiyun City, but when he glanced down at the slain beasts, he felt a pang of reluctance.

“Forget it. Let the scolding come. These are all money!”

With that, he swung his long blade to harvest the unicorn horns from the Red-Eyed Demons. Each horn was a valuable item, worth around five hundred on the market.

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