Gavin glanced at William and chuckled, “You’re William, right? If you’re not strong, be modest. Did I just hear you asking him to teach me a lesson?”
William nodded, “That’s right, I asked him to teach you a lesson. Do you have a problem with that?”
“Are you planning to kill me with laughter with this ridiculous theory?” Gavin laughed heartily. “Do you even know the strength of this Walker? Just an early-stage Soulmancer, and you want him to teach me a lesson? Let him try!”
Walker wasn’t a fool. He glanced at the two people beside Gavin, “You’re not planning a group assault out of cowardice, are you?”
“Group assault? To deal with you two weaklings, do I need their help?” Gavin sneered, “Remember, I am Gavin Windcutter from Scotland.”
After finishing his speech, he reached behind his back and began twirling two silver throwing knives in his fingers. “You two, if you can last a minute, I’ll spare your lives!”
“One minute? Bring it on! Watch me smash your head!” Walker cursed as he saw him pull out a flying knife and had already charged forward.
Fighting with throwing knives!
Close combat is a must!
“Hey!” Gavin let out a sinister laugh, casually throwing his knives. One flew straight towards Walker’s face, and the other traced an arc towards William.
“Damn it! Don’t you dare touch my bro!” Walker cursed, miraculously dodging the knife aimed at him and then retreating to draw a dagger, deflecting the knife that was headed for William.
William had been pondering how to handle the situation modestly but never expected Walker to risk his life to save him.
Quite interesting!
“Pretty loyal, huh! I’ll take care of you first, then torment this novice Soulmancer, so it’s not said I bullied you.” Gavin said, directing both knives at Walker, completely ignoring William at his side.
Walker’s dagger moved rapidly, repeatedly deflecting Gavin’s knives. Sparks flew in the small forest, but Walker could only defend, with no chance to counterattack.
“Damn, you’ve got some skill!” Walker cursed. The knives were controlled by Gavin’s will, making them unpredictable.
Mind controlled blades!
This technique is so smooth it’s unbelievable.
“Not bad at all! You managed to block two throwing knives,” Gavin chuckled lightly, taking out another two. “How about we add two more?”
No sooner had he spoken than he casually tossed out two more knives.
“Oh my god!” Walker was nearly at his breaking point. Just dealing with two knives had him running ragged, and now with two more, it was like a death sentence!
The four knives came at Walker all at once, their cold, glinting light leaving several cuts on his body.
William watched these flying blades, his thoughts drifting involuntarily to the powerful secret techniques of the Age of Gods.
Speaking of throwing knives, it seemed only those legendary techniques could truly be called art.
Ah, the skill of controlling blades telekinetically in mid-air, William was somewhat familiar with it.
Since Gavin enjoyed playing with throwing knives, let Walker join him for a good game.
Walker struggled fiercely in the intense battle, each dodge and counterattack extremely difficult. At this life or death moment, a feeling like never before surged from the depths of his heart, as if a long-sealed door had suddenly been opened.
“The Celestial Blade Art” at a beginner level?
What was this secret technique that seemed to fuse directly with his soul?
Could it be that facing immense pressure and mortal danger, he was awakening an innate ability, unlocking special powers hidden in his bloodline?
Had he suddenly awakened some innate ability?
Like the legendary Warrior God Constitution?
“You want to play with knives? I’ll join you!” Walker roared, his eyes blazing with cold light, and astonishingly, all four knives stopped right in front of him.
“Huh?” Gavin’s pupils constricted sharply, his face showing great alarm. The method of controlling the knives with his mind was a secret family technique, and his own strength was even greater than Walker’s. So why?
The knives had slipped out of his control!
“Celestial Blade Art!” Walker shouted, and one of the knives suddenly turned into a streak of cold light, flying back towards Gavin!
Gavin quickly drew out two more knives. There was a burst of fiery light in mid-air, but the knives Gavin had drawn shattered into pieces.
It was over!
Gavin felt a strong sense of impending death. Walker’s strike was unavoidable!
Full of murderous intent!
A smirk appeared on William’s face as the knife shot by Walker exploded into countless fragments, the shards grazing Gavin’s face.
Gavin let out a miserable scream, shouting, “Fuck! I’m going to kill you!”
“Kill me?!” Walker felt like a god at this moment. The three knives in front of him should have been infused with Gavin’s soul energy, yet he could control them with ease.
Interesting!
Walker uttered a low shout, and the three knives flew towards Gavin simultaneously.
“Stop!” Zoey suddenly burst in. A Soulmancer fighting on campus – how could she stay out of it once she knew?
“It’s too late to stop now!” Walker’s eyes gleamed with killing intent. Could even Zoey stop him?
Zoey frowned, already appearing in front of Gavin, swinging a palm.
The three knives turned into worthless scrap!
The technique known as Celestial Blade Art, even if formidable, was still too weak in Walker’s hands; its power paled in comparison. Against Zoey’s palm, it stood no chance.
“I told you to stop! Didn’t you hear?” Zoey, somewhat angry, shouted and rushed at Walker, punching him in the stomach and then delivering a knee strike, knocking him to the ground.
Then, Zoey stepped on Walker’s face.
Walker, who had just learned the beginner level of Celestial Blade Art, was still no match for Zoey!
“Damn it! You again!” Walker was really fed up. He had been caught and brutally beaten by this woman during his jailbreak before, and now, just after getting out of prison, here she was again?
“You didn’t stop when I told you to!” Zoey kicked Walker hard twice more, then turned to William and shook her head, “William, there was a fight here, why didn’t you tell me?”
William was, after all, from the 13th Bureau. With a Soulmancer fighting at school, shouldn’t such an incident be reported?
“I was also called over here, Director Wenzel, and he was about to beat me up just now.” William pointed at Gavin, whose face was now covered in blood.
Zoey turned her head to stare at Gavin, speaking emotionlessly, “You even thought of beating up someone from our 13th Bureau?”
Gavin was completely stunned.
The 13th Bureau, Director Wenzel?
Zoey?
He hadn’t been to Ravenwood before and hadn’t seen Zoey, but he had heard of this female’s notorious reputation.
Possessing the Warrior God Constitution, anyone who fell into her hands usually underwent tortures worse than death!
Indeed, Zoey’s palm strike just now had saved his life, but the aura she emitted now was downright terrifying.
The two Soulmancers nearby were also too scared to speak upon hearing the name Director Wenzel.
Regardless of what they thought, Zoey slowly walked up to Gavin,
just looking at his bloodied face and frowning slightly, she said, “You look pretty bad. Just go and apologize, and that’s it.”