Suddenly, he was surprised to notice that Eric Johnson's right middle finger was involuntarily twitching slightly, almost every breath accompanied by such a faint spasm.

William Harris's mind flashed with inspiration.

Could it be that Eric Johnson encountered a problem while practicing his technique?

Eric Johnson was cultivating the "Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords"! This was a mid-level martial skill, and it was also a technique that William Harris had never practiced before.

In the past, William Harris would never have paid attention to such a tiny detail.

Because he had absolutely no idea why Eric Johnson's middle finger would tremble slightly, nor did he know anything about the "Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords".

But now, he might possibly know the reason behind it.

As William Harris thought of this, the "Shang" in his sea of consciousness rapidly flipped through its pages with a "whoosh" under the support of his spiritual power.

The book not only contained a vast ocean of knowledge, but also recorded an enormous number of martial arts and various branches of knowledge.

William Harris quickly found all the information about the "Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords", including some unexpected situations that might occur during cultivation.

"Eric Johnson! Your middle finger is uncontrollably trembling slightly—this is a sign of overexertion when performing the seventh move, 'Cold Star Chasing the Moon', of the 'Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords', causing your middle finger to be injured and cramp. Once you use the seventh move, you can only attack, but can't withdraw the move. The subsequent moves will be completely out of control. Now, let me give you a simple question. In tomorrow's Luyang Prefecture Ten Academies Joint Exam, in the martial arts division, with your crippled 'Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords', what rank do you think you can achieve?"

William Harris narrowed his eyes at Eric Johnson, revealing a meaningful smile.

Giving your opponent a question is like stabbing a knife straight into their heart.

If you dare to show off in front of me, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Uh!"

Eric Johnson's wild laughter came to an abrupt halt, like a crazed, quacking duck suddenly having its neck tightly squeezed, his face flushed red, but unable to utter a single sound.

He stared at William Harris in disbelief.

Getting his middle finger injured from practicing sword techniques, resulting in problems with his swordsmanship—this was his greatest secret, something he absolutely didn't want anyone to know.

If it were exposed, it could easily deal a major blow to him at a critical moment in tomorrow's exam.

But now, it had actually been revealed by William Harris in public, completely exposed.

This was practically a fatal blow delivered out of nowhere.

"It's over! If those competitors find out about this obvious weakness of mine, they'll definitely seize on it, spread it everywhere, and use it to attack me! My ranking in the exam will definitely plummet... It's over, what should I do!"

Eric Johnson's body swayed, his face drained of all color. Just thinking of the serious consequences made him dizzy and almost unable to stand, collapsing into his seat.

He now had no intention of causing trouble for William Harris at all, but was instead terrified of tomorrow's martial arts exam.

He was originally just a collateral branch of the Zhao family. If he failed this crucial exam, his status in the Zhao family would be completely ruined.

Seeing William Harris speak so confidently, Eric Johnson's expression changed dramatically in shock. The entire class of martial arts students was stunned, each showing an expression of disbelief as they stared at William Harris in astonishment.

"How could such a secret about Eric Johnson be seen through at a glance by William Harris?"

"The 'Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords' is a mid-level martial skill, and only Eric Johnson in the whole class practices this sword technique. No one else has ever practiced it, let alone knows about its problems. How did William Harris know?"

"Eric Johnson only had a slight tremor in his middle finger, such a tiny issue, yet William Harris was able to deduce that there was a problem with his sword technique cultivation! Could it be that William Harris was just making it up?"

"It must be true. Didn't you see, Eric Johnson was scared silly, his face pale with fright. William Harris definitely hit his weak spot! Once this gets out, in tomorrow's martial arts exam, Eric Johnson is bound to be in trouble and others will take advantage of it!"

"William Harris has such terrifying insight!"

"Insight is one of the essential talents for an adventurer. It seems William Harris really put in hard work in the adventurer division!"

"Not just that!"

"William Harris must also have a deep understanding of the mid-level sword technique 'Slanting Moon Thirteen Swords' to be able to observe this. This shows that William Harris's grasp of martial arts knowledge isn't as weak as people thought."

The martial arts students in the class were all shocked and started discussing in hushed tones.

Today was simply too astonishing for them. On their last day of study at Nancheng Martial Academy, they actually witnessed such an unbelievable performance from William Harris.

They couldn't help but feel extreme sympathy and pity for Eric Johnson.

Eric Johnson originally had great hope of being admitted to Luyang Prefecture Academy as a top student in the martial arts division. Now, although he could still get in, he would probably rank very low and become just one of the crowd.

Luyang Prefecture Academy would definitely not value martial arts students with low rankings, and the resources invested would naturally be much less, causing Eric Johnson to fall further and further behind.

Eric Johnson's deskmate, Wayne Miller, one of Eric Johnson's staunch followers, suddenly stood up, pointed his right finger at William Harris's nose, and shouted angrily.

"William Harris! You despicable scoundrel, how could you publicly expose Eric Johnson's privacy like this! Apologize to Eric Johnson immediately, or you'll be sorry."