pjbooks Chapter 337 An Unreachable Height
Chapter 337 An Unreachable Height
Inside the meditation room, most of the people were female students specializing in spirituality, engaged in deep meditation.
"clang--"
Someone rang the call-to-spirit bell, and the ethereal sound penetrated deep into their spirits, awakening everyone from their meditation.
Someone looked displeased and said unhappily, "Zhou Su, what are you doing? I was just reaching a crucial moment in my meditation..."
"Yes, don't you know that meditation shouldn't be interrupted?!"
"What's the matter? Don't blame me for being impolite if you don't have a good reason."
"Professor Jiang is back."
The girl surnamed Zhou's simple words instantly silenced everyone.
"I heard they're currently in the swordsmanship department..."
The others remained silent, simply standing up and leaving the meditation room one by one.
As a tall woman passed by the girl surnamed Zhou, she kindly advised, "Next time, you should say something earlier about this. I almost misunderstood."
……
Office of a professor in the Department of Classical Chinese Literature.
Wearing retro jeans, a white cropped tank top, and a loose coat, Li Songge sat on a chair with her long legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee in her hand.
Sitting opposite her was the young counselor Chen Yusheng, who was equally beautiful and charming, only with short hair, making her look more dashing and spirited.
"About my student..."
"I don't have a good solution to that either. Her problem is a bit special. If I'm not mistaken, it's probably some kind of incomplete special bloodline. Because it's incomplete, it's difficult to activate, which is why she's experiencing drowsiness," Li Songge said, taking a sip of coffee.
"That's true, but it's just my guess. We need to do some further examination to find out the specifics. Have you taken her to the treatment department to ask?"
Chen Yusheng nodded.
"I've been there, but they didn't have any good solutions either."
"Alright, I'll ask the book spirit in the library later. Maybe it will know what substance that student is lacking."
"Thanks."
Li Songge laughed and said, "Silly girl, why are you being so polite with your older sister? Although I really dislike that stallion-like father of mine, I don't hate you."
The two are actually half-sisters, sharing the same father but different mothers.
Chen Yusheng smiled gently and called her "sister".
Suddenly, a message box popped up in front of Li Songge, and she was stunned when she saw the contents.
Chen Yusheng:
"What's wrong?"
Li Songge stood up and smiled:
"That famous swordsmanship expert is back! Want to go check it out?"
……
Inside the [Wailing Cavern] instance controlled by the academy.
Ye Jiuling, alone with her sword, had just broken through the fifth level area, which was full of monsters at level 50. Just as she was taking a potion to restore her strength and preparing to go to the sixth level.
A message popped up in front of me; it was from a member of the Kendo Club.
After seeing the contents, Ye Jiuling instantly stood up, her eyes shining, and without the slightest hesitation, chose to exit the dungeon trial.
Similar things happened in various abysses and dungeons.
Lin Qingyan, Yan Runan, Sikong, Chang Baimo, Long Ci, Jiang Yan, Xiao Zhiyu, Gao Tian, Shi Zhentian, Pei Congyun...
One by one, the academy's top talents emerged from the dungeon and their respective training grounds, arriving at the Sword Skills Department as quickly as possible.
When Bai Leyan received the communication from her mentor Chen Yusheng, she rushed to the Sword Technique Department.
The place was already packed with people; not only was the ground densely packed with people, but even the sky was filled with them.
As Bai Leyan activated her flight equipment, her figure was lifted into the air by a cloud, and she gazed intently at the scene.
On the lawn in the distance.
A tall, familiar figure in black came into view.
Bai Leyan's eyes lit up instantly, as if the world before her had become radiant with light.
"There are many sword techniques, various skills, and all sorts of tricks, but the core of swordsmanship is always just one."
The young man in black gripped an ordinary silver-grade longsword and uttered a single word in a calm tone.
"Momentum".
As the word fell.
The group of swordsmanship students, led by the twin-sword-wielding youth, instantly felt a powerful aura rushing towards them, causing their hair to flutter and making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Among the spectators in the air were not only students demonstrating their flying skills and riding flying props, but also some instructors and professors.
"Tsk tsk, this kid's popularity is really something. When have so many people ever come to my class?"
A bald, elderly professor from the auxiliary department spoke with a tone tinged with envy.
Professor Song Yun from the Department of Psychiatry laughed and said, "Old Tao, why don't you just fight him? If you win, I guarantee you'll have just as many fans."
The old professor from the auxiliary department immediately looked dejected.
Is this going to kill me?
"There are a lot of students here, is that alright?"
Another professor asked.
"With us here, what problems could there be?" Song Yun said dismissively.
"Momentum is the foundation of a strike."
"Even the most ordinary sword technique, if infused with enough powerful energy, will become like this—"
As Jiang Yuan spoke, he casually slashed at the open space beside him with his long sword.
There were no superfluous movements or fluctuations in qi and blood, nor any astonishing phenomena.
All anyone saw was a flash of sword light.
And then... nothing happened.
"?"
The boy with two swords looked puzzled.
Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "Don't rush, let the slash fly for a while longer."
next second.
"Boom!"
The grass beneath their feet trembled, the ground collapsed, and cracks spread straight forward, quickly forming a long, bottomless ravine.
The group of swordsmanship students: "!!"
"This sword strike is only at the fourth-tier level, how could it cause such great damage?" A middle-aged instructor frowned, completely baffled.
"The increase in combat power is at least thirty times; even a super-grade sword technique wouldn't be much different, would it?"
"I didn't understand it either. It felt like he infused his own will into the strike..."
"Skill approaches the Dao, reaching the divine level."
An elderly professor from the martial arts department remarked with admiration, "His skill is superb, yet it has returned to its original simplicity. In terms of martial arts, he seems to have reached a level that is far beyond our reach."