"The personnel on both sides are ready, and the preparation for the match begins!"

Rosee began the countdown on the side, while Ophelia stood on the other side as the assistant referee. Since it was a competition for the top twelve seats, it was not like the previous matches with multiple rounds. Instead, it was a single group battle between two people. The advantage of this was to allow others to learn some combat techniques.

"Your luck is really bad, to actually meet me." Bergen smiled confidently.

"Do you think you can definitely win? Don't you ever lose?" Bexia didn't understand why Bergen was so confident despite falling to the ground, but he knew that he wouldn't lose to him. They were both humans, so why should Bergen be stronger than him?

Powerful combat skills?!

Did he not have any? Radiant Blade Flash, Blade Dance, Falling Flower Palm, none of them were ordinary combat skills!

Battle awareness?!

Ophelia said that his battle awareness was very strong, giving him a huge advantage in battle!

And systematic and reasonable training and development? In just one month, he was trained harshly by Ophelia sister, and he made significant progress in strength, endurance, and explosiveness!

In terms of combat techniques, Bexia did not believe that he would lose to Bergen. Although Bergen had been learning swordsmanship for a long time and was very proficient in it, Bexia also felt very skilled in using the battle blade, even though he did not have any memory telling him how long he had studied it.

So Bexia never thought he was weaker than Bergen. In fact, after watching so many battles just now, he had a feeling that neither of them was his opponent!

This was not blind confidence, but an inexplicable sense of victory that arose from the depths of his heart. In the battle, he felt like a "god"!

"Hahaha! You commoners are always thinking about unrealistic things. Do you really think you have a chance to defeat me?"

"Don't you have any? You are too arrogant!"

"I really don't know where you get your confidence from. If it weren't for your strong power with the magical Radiant Blade weapon during the entrance exam, how could you have secured the first position?"

"Now you can hand it over. A commoner should remain in their rightful place!"

"I agree with Bergen's words. Some people probably don't know who they are just because they had a stroke of luck!" One of the noble boys standing at the edge of the upper stand said casually, although he didn't look over here, it was obvious that his words were directed at Bexia.

"The match starts now!" But the match didn't give them much time to exchange words. As Rosee's voice fell, Bergen slowly drew out the wooden sword from his waist.

"I will make you remember this forever!" Bergen's smile on his face looked somewhat grim. He held the wooden sword over his head with both hands, and white magic energy gathered on the sword's blade.

Dual-handed style, and this stance of combat technique, it was clear that it belonged to the category of power type. Furthermore, the energy condensed on Bergen's sword was not just magic, but an overwhelming momentum!

"It's actually the Shattering Mountain!" Rosee, who was on the side, knew what sword technique Bergen was about to use just by looking at the starting posture of his sword technique. This sword technique was very famous in the military, although it was only a middle-level sword technique, its destructive power was comparable to advanced sword techniques and even surpassed them!

And because it was a middle-level sword technique, the military merit exchanged was much lower than that of advanced combat techniques, so it was called a pseudo-advanced sword technique!

Rosee also knew the Shattering Mountain. He was also very proficient in it. Looking at the appearance of Bergen using the Shattering Mountain sword technique, he couldn't help but nod in admiration, because he had already grasped the essence of it, understanding how to combine magic and his own momentum, giving others an unstoppable feeling.

"Shattering Mountain!"

Bergen's right foot suddenly stepped forward, and his figure quickly appeared in front of Bexia. The wooden sword held over his head came down with an unbeatable pressure. A strong sword wind stirred up Bexia's slightly long hair.

The strength was very strong! Bexia felt the sensation transmitted by the sword wind. He quickly wielded his battle blade, even if his strength was stronger than him, so what?"Blade Dance Fury!"

Bexia stood still, waving her blade wildly. In the blink of an eye, she had swung her blade over ten times. A long and echoing sound of wood colliding filled the air. It wasn't that the sound was too long, but rather the collision frequency had surpassed their ear's reaction time, making them mistakenly think there was only one collision sound. In reality, Bexia's blade had already clashed with Berg's wooden sword countless times.

"You can't block me!" Berg shouted, pressing forward with his wooden sword, carrying an unmatched momentum.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound froze his smile. Flying wood chips enlarged in his pupils as a broken piece of the wooden sword flew out from beside his ear.

At the same moment, a gust of wind stopped by his ear. He could see cracks spreading on the tip of the blade, and the situation of Bexia's blade was not much better.

"Where did this Bexia come from? She can actually do this!" Rosé pinched her chin. This surprised him even more than the "Battle Master" Bexia from earlier. Every strike of that technique just now had landed on the same spot of Berg's sword, using rapid consecutive attacks as a node, and had actually broken the renowned "Iron Fir" known for its toughness.

"Bexia wins!" Ophelia, serving as the assistant referee, had an expression as if she had expected this outcome. She, more than anyone else in the academy, knew how formidable Bexia was. Aside from magical power and physical strength, Bexia surpassed her in all other aspects!

"Impossible?! How could I lose? He must have used some despicable move to break my wooden sword. I demand a rematch!" Berg stared blankly at his broken sword, feeling an indescribable sensation filling his heart.

"Rejection! Bexia has already won," spoke Rosé at this moment.

"He used a despicable move to break my wooden sword. If we were using real weapons, how could I possibly lose to him?!" Berg still couldn't accept it and continued to argue.

"Oh! You still want to use a real weapon?! Don't you remember the magical blade weapon he has in his hand? I'm afraid your sword would be even easier to break if you used a real weapon!" Rosé's words showed no mercy, shutting Berg up instantly. He glared at Bexia with resentment.

This matter wasn't over. Bexia understood the meaning in Berg's eyes and shrugged her shoulders in a speechless manner. Berg had such a small temperament. Could he really not handle losing just one match?!