“I wonder if the Quentin senior in Yvonne Easton junior’s heart, who would never be defeated by any setback, has created some kind of miracle? I’m really quite curious.”

A graceful smile appeared on Beatrice’s face. Coupled with his current status as a newly admitted student of the Beiyue Royal Academy, it was enough to make any young girl’s heart flutter.

“Utter foolishness!”

Yvonne Easton glanced coldly at the crowd full of mocking and sarcastic faces, said indifferently, then turned around and strode away.

Having just witnessed the elegance of Quentin Harper, the number one swordsman of Qingyuan Academy, she now looked at these so-called top experts of Dongfang Academy, who were on par with her in reputation, and felt that associating with them only lowered her own status.

Summer insects cannot discuss ice!

“You…”

“Yvonne Easton, you’re being far too presumptuous!”

Felix Turner and Quincy Young both showed a trace of coldness on their faces. Even Beatrice, who always wore a smile, now had a faint chill in his eyes, and his gaze toward Yvonne Easton even carried a glint of cold light.

“Do you really think that by staying silent you can cover up the disgraceful truth about Quentin Harper? You actually came to our Dongfang Academy looking for humiliation—how outrageous! Several juniors witnessed the entire battle with their own eyes. Next, I will make sure everyone knows about this fight, so that Quentin Harper loses all face because of his duel with you, and can never show his face in Qingyuan City again!”

Felix Turner shot a vicious glare at the departing Yvonne Easton, planning to kill two birds with one stone and take revenge on both of them.

At the same time, he beckoned to a junior who had watched the whole battle: “You, come here!”

“Nancy Lee greets senior Felix Turner!”

Being able to speak with Felix Turner, a prodigy who had been admitted to a higher academy, left this student both flattered and nervous.

“Tell me, what was the result of the battle between Quentin Harper and Yvonne Easton? How many moves did that so-called number one swordsman of Qingyuan Academy last against Yvonne Easton? Five moves, or just three?”

As Felix Turner pressed for answers, Quincy Young, Beatrice, and all the other students eager for the truth gathered around.

“The result… uh…”

Felix Turner’s words, along with the stares of so many seniors, made Nancy Lee nervous and unsure how to answer.

“Speak! Quentin Harper is already finished, there’s nothing to worry about. And Yvonne Easton, if she dares to fight, she shouldn’t be afraid of people knowing the outcome! So what was the result?”

“The result… it seems that Quentin Harper senior didn’t lose…”

Nancy Lee glanced at Felix Turner, speaking cautiously.

“Quentin Harper lost… wait, what did you say!?”

Felix Turner was about to use Nancy Lee’s words to draw a final conclusion, then use it to thoroughly humiliate Quentin Harper and make Yvonne Easton feel guilty, hoping it would affect her cultivation and give himself a chance to surpass her in the future.

But he hadn’t expected things to go off script.

“What’s going on? What did you just say? Quentin Harper didn’t lose?”

Beside him, Quincy Young couldn’t help but press further.

“Yes.”

Nancy Lee had now regained his composure: “Quentin Harper senior really didn’t lose. Quentin senior’s sword was as fast as a flash of light, impossible to follow with the eye. But after listening to the conversation between Yvonne Easton and Quentin Harper, and thinking back on what we saw, Quentin senior… really didn’t lose…”

“That’s right, those ten dazzling strikes from Quentin senior were as swift as shooting stars. If it had been a fight to the death, Quentin senior might have been seriously injured, but Yvonne Easton senior would have perished!”

At this moment, another junior who had been present couldn’t help but chime in.

“He didn’t lose, Quentin Harper didn’t lose?”

“That’s impossible!”

“How could Quentin Harper have such strength!”

When Nancy Lee and the three other juniors revealed this harsh truth, Felix Turner, Quincy Young, and even the always-composed Beatrice from the higher academy, all cried out in shock.

Quentin Harper had already lost his true qi.

Yet even without true qi, he could defeat Yvonne Easton, who was slightly stronger than Felix Turner and Quincy Young. This made no sense at all.

“Quentin Harper senior actually had the upper hand?”

“Is that for real? Without true qi, Quentin Harper’s swordsmanship could still be so exquisite?”

“I knew it! If Quentin senior wasn’t confident, how could he have agreed to fight Yvonne Easton senior? It’s a pity I missed this peak battle because I was at the graduation ceremony when Yvonne Easton senior left!”

“My weakness is my lack of true qi. If only I could have observed Quentin senior’s superb swordsmanship, I might have a chance to pass the next higher academy exam and become a member. But now, I missed such a crucial battle myself. I regret it so much! If I’d known, I wouldn’t have wasted time at the graduation ceremony—what’s so special about a graduation ceremony anyway!”

Compared to the prejudice and disbelief of Felix Turner, Quincy Young, and Beatrice, the other students were all filled with regret. Some even cried out in anguish, wishing they could turn back time.

These words, when they reached the ears of Felix Turner, Quincy Young, and Beatrice, were unbearably harsh.