Little Xiangxue stood alone in simple white attire, appearing like a Cold Fairy from a distance. Her classmates, seemingly aware of her reserved nature, made no move to approach or converse with her.

On the other side, Angelia was similar, preferring to stand quietly by herself. The only difference was that Rhys was beside her.

"Senior Sister, that person seems incredibly formidable. You need to be careful later!" Rhys said with concern.

"En," Angelia nodded calmly. If another boy had been speaking to her, she might not have even acknowledged him.

"Senior Sister, many people say you and that person are very similar, but I can't see it at all!" Rhys remarked, sounding puzzled. This time, Angelia offered no reply, instead walking toward Leng Xiangxue's position.

At that moment, Leng Xiangxue was also looking back at her with her beautiful eyes. Their gazes met, and what collided was not sparks, but frost!

What kind of duel would these two icy beauties put on next? The surrounding murmurs grew louder, all revolving around the two women.

"Hey, do you think these two beauties might be sisters? Why else would the auras they give off be so similar!" "I think it's possible.

Didn't you see them lock eyes just now? We’re in for a good show!" "I heard both of them are incredibly strong.

I wonder if this will be a true clash of titans. I hope neither of them gets hurt!" "You young punk, have you fallen for her?" "And you have the nerve to say that to me?

Weren't you just saying the one in white was your type?" Amidst the crowd's chatter, the match was finally about to begin. As both contestants entered the arena, the venue instantly fell silent.

The referee first went over the usual precautions, and once both were ready, the match officially commenced. Leng Xiangxue appeared poised and ready.

The moment she heard the referee declare, "Match start," her entire form transformed like a shooting star, charging directly at Angelia. With a straightforward thrust, she launched a single sword strike aimed directly at Angelia's center line.

Anjelia was not surprised by the speed of the attack; perhaps she had anticipated such prowess. Seeing the incoming sword, she did not block with her own weapon but executed a sharp twist of her waist and a turn.

In the process of evading the strike, her longsword was already sweeping out. With a resounding "Clang!" Leng Xiangxue retracted her sword just in time to parry Angelia's counter-attack.

A slight frown creased her brow. This wasn't due to sensing Angelia's immense power, but rather her shock that Angelia had counter-attacked immediately after effortlessly dodging her initial assault!

According to Leng Xiangxue's original plan, that opening strike was meant to force Angelia to draw her sword for defense, thereby allowing her to unleash her follow-up moves—a relentless barrage designed to suppress Angelia. But she had not expected Angelia's reaction speed to be so swift, managing to dodge her lightning-fast attack with such ease.

She was indeed a master! In terms of combat experience, Angelia was now extraordinarily rich.

Setting aside her sparrings with Robin and Charlotte, the single month spent in the "Damp Forest" had subjected her to countless battles, many of them matters of life and death! Such a fighter would naturally see through Leng Xiangxue's intent at a glance and would hardly let her have her way!

The two women stood at such close quarters, gazing intently into each other's eyes, as if trying to read the other's mind through sheer focus. Yet, all they perceived was an imposing coldness.

It was unclear who initiated the force, but the two separated from their brief deadlock. However, this separation lasted only a moment before they clashed again.

The two longswords danced back and forth, clashing repeatedly, neither gaining a definitive advantage! The audience outside stood stunned, mouths agape, witnessing this rare and spectacular contest!

If the opening moments were this fierce, what would the subsequent battle bring? The two graceful figures weaving across the stage offered a visual feast, no matter how one looked at it!

Yet, Solomon, watching from the sidelines, had no mind for such beauty. He stared at the duel with horror plastered on his face, his eyes seemingly absorbing every minute detail of their movements!

He knew clearly that this duel had surpassed the realm of freshmen. With their current strength, even many senior students would struggle to find a match.

At this moment, Solomon himself lacked the confidence to claim a definitive victory over either of them! He was utterly shocked.

While it was understandable that he knew little about Leng Xiangxue, he was intimately familiar with Angelia. She had certainly not been this strong before; at least, at that time, he would have been confident of defeating her.

But now... Angelia gave him the feeling she was an entirely different person, showing a qualitative leap in both movement and demeanor!

How had she trained? Solomon was intensely curious about this question, unable to fathom any method that could lead to such rapid advancement in an individual!

Of course, Solomon could also surmise that all of this was related to those two children. If not for— "Dao Xin" Xiu had become the academy’s...

He was somewhat dejected that Zhong Shenxiu and Robin rarely visited the academy. He had searched for them several times but failed to meet them once!

Just as Solomon's thoughts drifted, a loud metallic clash of weapons from the arena dragged his attention back. Currently, Angelia and Leng Xiangxue stood ten meters apart in a tense standoff, their eyes locked onto each other, seemingly poised to attack with extreme speed the moment a flaw appeared!

This brief calm did not relax the spectators; instead, it heightened their tension, for they knew the coming exchange would be even more brutal! At that moment, the girl named Leng Xiangxue did something that astonished everyone: she shifted the longsword in her right hand to her left!

It turned out that her true skill lay in her left-hand swordplay! This revelation caused an uproar throughout the arena, as if they had witnessed something utterly unbelievable!

But their murmurs of surprise died abruptly as Angelia did something equally astonishing: she gripped both sword hilts with both hands! Furthermore, it wasn't just that; the Dou Qi surrounding her body underwent a distinct transformation.

It abruptly retracted back into her core, with portions then visibly appearing around both hands and both legs! "What...

What is going on?" Someone finally managed to ask after a long pause. The others paid him no mind, their brains momentarily short-circuiting.

The impact was staggering. The shock delivered by these two beauties was immense; no one had anticipated that both women had concealed such reserves of power!

Heavens, what kind of match was about to unfold now!? Some in the audience were trembling with near-frenzied excitement!

Influenced by the atmosphere, Solomon managed a difficult swallow. He was surprised to find himself genuinely tense!

"Brother Solomon, has the match just started?" Just then, Laurent's voice sounded beside him. Laurent had just finished his own match and rushed here without rest, arriving just in time to witness the standoff between Angelia and Leng Xiangxue.

Solomon mechanically turned his head to glance at Laurent, his voice carrying an unusual tone: "The match is about to enter the ** climax!" Laurent paused, less because of Solomon's words and more because of his expression. Having been with Solomon for so long, Laurent understood his generally composed nature and knew he wouldn't speak this way unless the situation was exceptional.

"What happened?" Laurent sat down heavily beside Solomon. Solomon's gaze had already returned to the arena.

After a long pause, he said, "That girl named Angelia has far surpassed both you and me." Laurent gasped, his lips moving as if to speak, but ultimately, he remained silent. At that moment, a new phase of the battle finally began.

They moved almost simultaneously, both shooting toward the other like arrows released from a bow! With a sharp "Zheng!" the sound of the two blades colliding echoed deeply through every corner of the venue.

Leng Xiangxue's brow furrowed noticeably again. The immense force transmitted through her sword nearly ripped it from her grasp...

As her sword was repelled, Leng Xiangxue used that recoil force to pivot and stab out again. The angle was incredibly precise, and the speed far surpassed anything she had shown before!

It was evident from this single move that her left-hand swordplay was more than twice as potent as her right! Yet, Angelia's reflexes caused Leng Xiangxue's brow to furrow yet again; she effortlessly deflected the attack with her sword, and just like her opponent, she used the momentum to unleash a powerful slash in return!

Leng Xiangxue could not fathom it: she had deployed her true skill, yet instead of suppressing her opponent, she found herself at a disadvantage. What was happening?

Who exactly was this person? She was seemingly the same age, yet possessed such terrifying strength!

Why could she not best her opponent even while using her family's secret sword techniques? What was the reason?

In that moment, the usually serene expression on Leng Xiangxue's face finally revealed a trace of confusion! What puzzled her even more was the strange Dou Qi emanating from Angelia—why was it only focused on her hands and legs?

What kind of technique was this? Finally, Leng Xiangxue’s mind reached a conclusion: The Winter Moon Empire truly was a land where hidden talents abound!

The two had now exchanged well over dozens of blows. Although Leng Xiangxue was not on the verge of immediate defeat, if things continued this way, she would not last long, as Angelia's speed and power surpassed hers!

They say men are competitive, but women are no different! Especially when two women are evenly matched; the drive to win becomes even stronger!

Leng Xiangxue gritted her teeth, thinking fiercely: I'll risk it all! Suddenly, centered on Leng Xiangxue, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

In the blink of an eye, a thin layer of frost crystallized upon Angelia's sword and hair!