"What do you want to do?" The guardian behind Riley also stepped forward, glaring fiercely at Yann. However, it was just a glare, without daring to act.
After all, Yann's current appearance was too intimidating. With a height of over two meters, he was clad in armor covered in scars and sword marks, clearly earned from battles. He carried a hand-and-a-half sword at his waist, a knight's kite shield on his back, and his eyes gleamed blood-red with a lust for killing.
Let alone the students of these academies, even veteran soldiers coming down from the battlefield would be startled at the sight of Yann.
They didn't know that beneath this armor was just a sinister tentacle monster.
Yann did not respond, merely placing his hand on the sword hilt, readying himself.
"He... He's my servant, an undead warrior who signed a master-servant contract with me," Niya, standing behind Yann, spoke up.
"Hiss..." Those who had initially intended to defend Riley drew in a sharp breath.
It was rumored that Niya, in order to avoid expulsion and win this competition, ventured into a deep cave in the mountains to sign a contract with a powerful demon or obtain a treasure. Everyone planned to see Niya's misfortune, and some even hoped she would be killed by the powerful demon. But no one expected Niya to succeed, to actually form a contract with an apparently fierce undead warrior!
"It's an undead warrior, judging by the style of armor, he was either a guard or a general in his lifetime!" A knowledgeable student shouted from the crowd.
"Even a guard during his lifetime. If he were a general..."
Undead warriors were also ranked, although not as clearly as ordinary monsters. Undead warriors didn't have fixed strengths; even the lowest-ranking skeleton could potentially kill a dragon, provided the skeleton was a esteemed-level or higher before its death...
The strength before death determined the strength of the undead warrior after death, but it was difficult to judge the former strength of an undead warrior. Someone like Yann could easily judge it; just by looking at the style of armor he wore, one could tell this undead warrior was extraordinary!
"Even if he was a general before, what of it? After death, isn't he just an undead warrior! And you, this fox spirit, actually made use of a filthy undead warrior as your servant. Truly despicable!" Riley, who had regained her composure, stepped back and cursed loudly.
Hearing her words, Yann took a step forward again.
The guardians behind Riley also stepped forward, one of them even drew a bow and pulled out an arrow from the quiver.
"Attack, kill him!" Riley hid behind her people, commanding her guardians.
Despite Riley's questionable character, she had an attractive appearance and a good figure, coupled with her prestigious family background, naturally attracting many male suitors. This was in stark contrast to Niya.
"Look to the sword!" A burly male student pulled out a huge sword from behind and shouted, slashing towards Yann.
Seeing the sudden sword, Yann's eyes flashed crimson, and he gripped the sword hilt, preparing himself.
"Swish!" A cold light flashed from the scabbard as Yann drew the sword halfway.
"Clang!" The incoming giant sword was intercepted by Yann, emitting a piercing sound of steel colliding.
The student did not expect his sudden attack to be intercepted, especially before he could react. Yann then pressed the advantage, sliding his hand-and-a-half sword against the opponent's sword and aiming it downward towards the opponent's hand!
It was clear to everyone that if Yann's sword landed on the opponent's hand, it would surely result in a disabling injury!
"Hillman, let go! Drop your sword!" A companion behind Hillman, with sharp eyes, immediately shouted.
Hillman let go as commanded, but Yann still had a trick up his sleeve.
Yann raised the sword, retracted it, and then raised his leg, kicking Hillman in the stomach.
Neither had expected Yann to have this trick up his sleeve, and Hillman hadn't even had time to defend himself.
An excruciating pain shot through Hillman's stomach. Without thinking, everyone knew that being kicked by a boot clad in plate armor was an immense agony. Yann had shown mercy by not aiming for Hillman's groin; otherwise, Hillman would have been incapacitated.
"Thud!" Hillman fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain. If he had known Yann wanted to kick him in the groin just now, he would be sweating with relief now.
After finishing all this, Yann retracted his sword and stood tall in front of Niya, shielding her with his imposing figure.
The battle between Yann and Hillman seemed lengthy, but from the moment Hillman drew his sword to being kicked by Yann, only three or four seconds had passed.
In just those few seconds, Hillman, a Level 6 warrior, lost his fighting ability and lay helpless on the ground.
The people around were stunned by this sudden turn of events, incredulously looking at Yann standing still in the center of the scene.
Hillman was a Level 6 warrior, a top student in the entire freshman class. But he was defeated in just a few seconds, which was too quick! Moreover, Hillman was gifted with great strength, much stronger than an average person, otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen a huge sword as his weapon. Yet, despite swinging his giant sword down, he was blocked by the undead warrior and swiftly defeated.
Completing this set of actions required not only strength but also precise timing, accuracy in sword placement, reaction speed, and other aspects. It was something that someone without extensive combat experience could not achieve!
After Yann defeated Hillman, the gazes of those in the arena and those watching changed when they looked at Niya, filled with fear and disbelief.
No matter how weak Niya was before, her current pet greatly compensated for her shortcomings. With just this undead warrior, Niya could achieve excellent results in her grade.
Moreover, seeing that the undead warrior still had strength after defeating Hillman, it was evident that he hadn't exerted his full power!
"You..." Riley took a step forward, gripping the slender sword at her waist, staring angrily at Niya. The men beside her also stepped forward.
"Clank, clank!" Yann stepped forward without showing weakness, drawing half of the sword from the scabbard, revealing a cold light.
A bloodthirsty aura emanated from Yann, giving people a chilling feeling even in the scorching summer. This was the momentum Yann had built up as a sovereign-level powerhouse in the undead world!
Advancing with the air of a sovereign-level powerhouse, Yann made Riley and the others involuntarily retreat several steps. The collective aura of a few people was overwhelmed by Yann alone!
"Very well, Niya, mark the day we agreed upon. Let us depart!" Riley proclaimed, her heart unwilling, and with a disdainful toss of her head, she left.
"Remove that disgraceful figure from my sight!" Riley commanded, pointing to Hillman lying on the ground, addressing the men beside her.