“Heh heh, you’ve already offended the Snow Goddess Grace Lincoln, and now you’ve offended the Pink Rose Jane Lincoln… If I’m not mistaken, the boyfriend of Pink Rose Jessica Lincoln is none other than our academy’s fifth-ranked fourth-level swordsman, Katherine Lincoln… A challenge from two fourth-level swordsmen—heh heh, I wonder if your dorm will be able to handle it when the time comes.”

Volume One, Nine-Nine Upper Mysteries, Chapter Three: The Challenge

Lincoln and Carrie Lincoln paced anxiously back and forth at the dorm entrance, unable to stop themselves from walking around.

When they realized that, without even noticing, they had made enemies of not just one but two fourth-level swordsmen, the two of them no longer dared to act recklessly. They immediately came outside the dorm, hoping that William Lincoln would break through in his battle aura cultivation as soon as possible—reaching the fourth level. Not just the fourth, the higher the better.

“Oh my god, Charlie is definitely going to make it big this time. Look, look, it’s almost eight o’clock now, it’s completely dark outside, and he’s been in seclusion comprehending for so long—this is really rare.”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s hope Charlie gets a stroke of luck this time and jumps two levels in a row, directly raising his battle aura cultivation to level five. Heh heh, then whether it’s Katherine Lincoln or Grace Lincoln, one big skill will knock them all down, and no matter how many people we offend, we won’t have to be afraid.”

“The strength of a level five swordsman is definitely enough to withstand the combined attack of four or five level four swordsmen. Let’s see who dares to look down on our B-13 dorm then.” Lincoln chimed in. But even he knew that this was just the two of them comforting themselves.

A level four swordsman was already an unattainable dream for most people in their lifetime, let alone level five… Without extraordinary talent, it was simply impossible to reach that level.

As the two of them fantasized about William Lincoln’s cultivation reaching level six, a loud, unfriendly shout from downstairs pulled them back to reality.

“B-13 dorm, get down here. Weren’t you all so arrogant this afternoon? Do you remember what you said yourselves: ‘Whoever comes, our B-13 dorm will take them on.’ Very well, come down now and accept the challenge letter!”

Hearing this familiar voice, the two of them immediately changed expressions: “So soon…”

Since it was already night, all the students had returned to their dorms. Hearing that someone had come to issue a challenge, they curiously came out to watch, looking in the direction of Lincoln and Carrie Lincoln.

“What, scared now? Or do you want to be cowards?” Jane Lincoln’s voice came from downstairs again.

“That bitch, so eager to come and get herself killed.” Carrie Lincoln cursed inwardly.

With so many dormmates watching, even though Lincoln and the others knew they were no match, they couldn’t back down from the fight—otherwise, how could they hold their heads up in the academy in the future?

Carrie Lincoln muttered, “Screw it, at least I’ll have been cool once, and anyway, we’ve got Charlie on our side.” With that, he walked to the edge of the corridor, looked down at Jane Lincoln who was calling them out, then glanced at the distinguished-looking young man beside her, and said with a sneer, “Isn’t it just a challenge from a fourth-level swordsman? We’ll take it. All this shouting—how’s anyone supposed to sleep?”

Jane Lincoln was about to mock them a few more times, but the young man beside her stopped her with a gesture and smiled, “Babe, they’re just a bunch of clowns, no need to get angry over them. Since they’ve accepted the challenge, I’ll make sure to teach them a lesson. Let’s go.” With that, he affectionately took Jane Lincoln’s hand and gave it a gentle kiss, displaying a rather noble demeanor.

“Mm, Katherine Lincoln big brother, you mustn’t let them off. Aren’t they just relying on having a fourth-level swordsman? I want to see what they’ll be so arrogant about once that fourth-level swordsman loses.”

“Heh, even among fourth-level swordsmen, there are differences in strength. Someone who’s just reached the fourth level can’t even control the extra battle aura in their body yet. Dealing with that kind of person isn’t much harder than dealing with a level three swordsman.”

“I knew Katherine Lincoln big brother was the best. Katherine Lincoln big brother, thank you.” Jane Lincoln said sweetly, and, not caring about the crowd, gave him a showy kiss.

Seeing Jane Lincoln’s nauseating display and Katherine Lincoln’s arrogant attitude, Lincoln was furious and shouted, “Damn, I haven’t even had dinner yet, and now I’m so disgusted I want to throw up my lunch too. How am I supposed to eat tonight?”

Carrie Lincoln immediately played along, exaggeratingly imitating Jane Lincoln’s tone in a coy voice: “Oh, Lincoln big brother, you’re so bad! Why did you have to say that? I already threw up, and now after hearing you, I have to go throw up again. I’m ignoring you!”

“I can’t help it. Strange, it’s not even spring, so why are there so many creatures in heat?”

The crowd of students who had come to watch the show were all amused by their antics and burst out laughing. The unrestrained laughter made Jessica Lincoln and Katherine Lincoln downstairs turn pale and then green, as if the two of them had become clowns performing for a hundred people.

Ever since becoming a fourth-level swordsman, Katherine Lincoln had been respected wherever he went—when had he ever been ridiculed like this? At this moment, the gentle and refined air in his eyes vanished, replaced by anger and malice: “Tomorrow afternoon’s duel—I’ll make everyone in your B-13 dorm pay for what you said tonight.”