Two lightning-like figures, one from the east and one from the west of Island Heart Mountain, flew swiftly towards each other, almost at the same time, both figures stepped onto the mountain top simultaneously.

  The two of them stared at each other in mid-air, their bodies falling towards the ground. Before they even landed on both feet, they couldn't help but reveal bitter smiles. It was yet another ending with no clear winner or loser!

  These two figures are none other than me and Bing Yu, we tacitly didn't compare who got more crystal chips, that's completely meaningless, if we really compared, then we'd be too low-level, many things don't need to be compared to know the outcome, even if I had one more crystal chip, does that mean I won against him? That's simply ridiculous.

  Not to mention, I had 15 or 16 more chips than him when we started. How should these be counted? So... it's not worth comparing, no doubt about it, our match this time ended in a draw again.

  Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's fate, since we started competing with each other, neither of us has ever won over the other. I'm depressed and wondering how long this stalemate can last?

  Just as we were slowly gathering at the top of the mountain, suddenly... At the same time, we turned our heads to look under the only big tree on the mountain top, where a golden yellow tent was standing, an old man with a red beard whose age could not be guessed was sitting there leisurely, with a jug of wine in front of him, drinking happily.

  Feeling the gaze we cast on him, the old man put down the wine cup in his hand and said to us without lifting his head: "You two little brats are making too much of a ruckus! If I hadn't given the order in time, would you have killed everyone?"

  I didn't say a word to Bing Yu, my body slowly leaned forward, staring intently at the red-bearded old man in front of me, it was too terrifying, such a person, I hadn't even thought about it before.

  If Bukenata's strength is like the Yangtze River, then this old man is a vast ocean, boundless and endless, too terrifying, really too terrifying!

  "Fei Yu Lie?" Bing Yu's low voice called out to the old man.

  Upon hearing the roar of Ice Rain, Red Beard was taken aback for a moment before nodding in appreciation and saying: "It seems that the disciple of Old Madame is indeed smarter than I thought, able to recognize me at a glance... No mistake... I am indeed the Dean of Arbitration Academy - Fei Yu!

  Hearing the old man with a red beard personally acknowledge his identity, my heart was turned upside down. Who is Fei Yu? That's right... He is the first of the world's four great sword saints, the fire system sword saint - Fei Yu!

  No wonder the strength is so strong, almost not a human can reach the level, it turns out that he is the one, everything is well explained, he originally represents the highest realm of humanity! Faye Lute, hailed by the world as the closest existence to God!

  The old man with the red beard slowly raised his beard, and with a furious expression, he strode towards us. Suddenly... a momentum like a stormy sea surged forth, covering the sky and earth. Although we didn't want to, Ice Rain and I had no choice but to quickly retreat, otherwise... this momentum alone could have blown us away! The difference in our strengths was just too great.

  Seeing us in this state, the old man with a red beard paused slightly, stopped his feet, and said angrily: "You two little rascals, you killed all my students, give me money to spend!"

  Hmph!

  At the same time as the old man stopped in his tracks, we two also simultaneously ceased our retreat. We sadly discovered that even when we slowly began to feel a bit proud, we were still unable to approach within fifty meters of the opponent's position. Perhaps... Bukenna Tower had arrived, and could approach within ten meters of the opponent? However... that would only be possible if Fei Er didn't intentionally make things difficult.

  Starting from the swordsmen, each level is divided into three ranks: upper, middle and lower. Like me, I'm just a lower-ranked swordsman for now, but there are also mid-ranking and top-ranking swordsmen who are different.

  The difference between ranks is also calculated in multiples, but don't get it wrong, a higher-ranked swordsman has four times the strength of a lower-ranked one, not twice!

  When you are promoted to the rank of Sword Master, the difference between ranks is tenfold. The upper-ranked sword master has a power gap of about 40 times compared to the lower-ranked sword master.

  As for the Great Swordsmen, the difference between those in the lower and upper ranks is a hundredfold. The difference between those in the upper and lower ranks is calculated to be 400 times. As for the Sword Saints, it's just a general term. Anyone who surpasses the level of a Great Swordsman is considered a Sword Saint. Although there are some rankings, the distinction isn't clear-cut. To put it roughly, the current four great Sword Saints should all be lower-ranked Sword Saints, because no one can easily defeat another Sword Saint.

  Some people may wonder how I defeated those swordsmen back then. Here's the thing, intelligence is always the most important factor. Take that mid-tier swordsman, the one who stole six wolf cubs, for example. If we were to clash head-on, I'd be dead a hundred times over.

  As for those lower-ranking Sword Saints on the Phoenix Fire Mountain, I also got rid of them using my intelligence, including the first person who stole the Wolf's Fang. If it weren't for not anticipating the special effect of my Silver Wolf Magic, they wouldn't have died so easily.

  If I don't use my wits and just rely on brute force, I can barely defeat a mid-ranking swordsman. However... once my demonic sword is unsheathed, everything becomes unpredictable. It depends on whether the opponent can withstand the impact of the evil blade's brutal aura. If they can't endure it, the outcome will be decided immediately. Even if it's a mid-ranking swordsman, I'll still kill them without hesitation.

  There is a saying in China that learning martial arts is a form of self-cultivation, and the so-called "martial spirit" is not just about being able to fight, but also about cultivating one's mind. Otherwise, what's the difference between martial arts and killing techniques?

  Many warriors in this world do not pay attention to the training of their own spirit, with Bukenna as a representative, although strong in strength, but there is a major flaw in mind, these are my key to defeating him later!

  After devouring the souls of over a hundred million people and tens of thousands of magical beasts, the evil blade now emits an aura of slaughter that ordinary people cannot withstand. Once within a hundred meters around me, even top swordsmen will be affected. If an ordinary person approaches within ten meters of me, they will immediately perish. If this continues to develop, I believe... the area within a hundred meters around me will become a terrifying zone! No one can casually walk in.

  Although wounded and bleeding, we absolutely will not accept threats, especially unreasonable abuse, actually saying that we are little rabbits, how can this be tolerated!

  Slightly raising his right hand, ready to summon the evil god at any time, without bringing out his strongest skills, he couldn't even get within ten meters of Fei Yue's side.

  Bing Yu was the same, with a pale face stretching out his right hand, starting to chant the spatial bag's incantation. It was obvious... he also wanted to bring out his strongest weapon!

  Seeing us behave like this, feeling the thick killing intent emanating from our bodies, Fei Yue was taken aback for a moment before bursting into loud laughter. With great enthusiasm, he said: "Come on, little ones! Come and challenge me! Let me see your strength!"

  The war has broken out, things have come to this point, even if we regret it now, can't we just end it with a flourish instead of a fizzle?

  Just as he was about to charge forward with all his might, a soft and charming voice suddenly came from the golden tent under the tree: "You're teasing them again, do you want them to suffer great injuries before you stop? I'll tell you, once you start fighting, it will be at least half a year before you can teach them again."

  With a slight pause, the red-bearded old man uninterestingly retracted his own aura. Indeed... forcing his way through his own atmosphere, these two kids wouldn't die but would have to lie down for half a year. How boring would that be? Such a foolish thing was absolutely not to be done.

  I and Ice Rain almost simultaneously turned our gaze towards the golden tent, then our eyes lit up at the same time. A ******** person was standing there with a beautiful and elegant posture, as if she were an immortal fairy about to take flight.

  We can't tell her age from her face at all, the years have left no mark on her face except for that mature and elegant temperament, as well as her dignified and noble demeanor which allows us to roughly guess her age, everything else about her is just like a woman in her 30s.

  Belinda! The middle-aged woman with icy rain in her eyes shouted!

  A middle-aged woman smiled slyly and said happily: "You little guy is just to my liking, I have been in seclusion for so many years, you can still recognize me at a glance, this apprentice, I have decided to take!"

  When I heard that she actually admitted her identity, I was already at a loss for how to react. One of the top-ranked mages in the world - Belinas, her status is not trivial at all! She's on par with my teacher!

  Stunned, looking at Fei Er and Bilinas not far behind her. When these two people appear together, even the army has to retreat. No wonder the Arbitration Academy is so arrogant, they really have the capital to be arrogant!