Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Another round of mean-spirited ridicule and laughter ensued, this time from the court wizards of Brad's faction, mocking him.

Roger felt somewhat humiliated and coldly threatened,

"Brad, if you can only gain status by denigrating your peers, then you're just living up to my stereotype of a lowlife ruffian. If you had even a shred of honor, you'd take me up on a bet: there are three targets ahead, and whoever kills two of them first wins the duel. The loser will strip naked afterward and run a lap around Westminster Cathedral."

"Bet on!" Brad laughed heartily, then turned to his subordinates and said, "Remind me to buy a dozen cameras after returning to the country to set them up in advance. Once our Sir Roger finishes his run, we'll send the video to BBC, they'll surely appreciate Sir Roger's willingness to entertain the public with his sense of humor."

Amidst the laughter, they finally caught up with Yan Yu and the others.

Mei Yingxue's Sword Flight wasn't slow, but Anna's broom was carrying the weight of two people, naturally unable to reach its maximum speed.

Seeing the pursuers closing in behind them once more, Mei Yingxue spoke up,

"Let me handle it this time."

"I should go," Yan Yu said. "There are too many people on the other side for a Sword Immortal to handle alone. You two just keep moving forward."

He leaped up from Anna's broom, merged with the Yellow Court Sword Light in mid-air, initiated Sword Flight, and summoned Puppet Azhen, ready to land a preemptive strike with the Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire to show the wizards the East's marvelous spells.

As the wizards approached within 600 meters, most began to slow down, mindful of maintaining a safer distance.

The court wizards pressed on, letting Brad and Roger take the vanguard, ready to launch the first attack at the three ahead.

Roger already had several spells in hand, secretly selecting a target for the first offensive.

He agreed with the prior assessment about Brad, at least with the first part, which was that almost no powerful witches remained within Rakshasa Country; any that could, had fled to Asia.

After all, they were known as the "Amur Witch's Group," where witches were esteemed above others. Why would they remain as serfs in the bureaucracy of Rakshasa Country?

Therefore, the strength of Rakshasa witches active in Europe was generally not very impressive. As for the male Transcendent sitting at the back of the witch's broom, his profession could not yet be identified, making it difficult to judge his strength...

While his thoughts churned, he suddenly saw the figure on the broom leap up, mount the sword light, and fly backward.

A Lu Country Sword Immortal? Roger's heart skipped a beat. No, that color of the sword light...

Damn it! F*ck!

His instinct was to turn tail and run, his mind blaring alarms, and adrenaline surging instantaneously.

Run first? No, that wouldn't work! This man was now Lu Country's Sword Bearer, and he had even wreaked havoc in Tianzhu not long ago, so his power needn't be mentioned. Wizard's Flight might be flexible, but in terms of absolute speed, it couldn't match Sword Control! If he turned back and fled now, he would certainly be caught.

With this realization, Roger made his decision, shouting:

"The man's yours, I'll take care of the woman!"

No sooner had he spoken than he abruptly lowered his Flight altitude, diving toward the sea surface, avoiding Yan Yu who had ascended with Sword Control, and speeding towards Mei Yingxue and Anna as fast as he could.

Seeing Roger approaching, Mei Yingxue turned her sword light as well, unleashing Cang Song Ying Ke to intercept. Yet Roger didn't dodge or avoid it at all, letting the sword light pass through his body as the Magic Substitute's arcane light exploded.

Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique? No, it seemed more like some weird Escape Technique...

Mei Yingxue contemplated for a moment, then looked again towards the air ahead.

Puppet Azhen was seen spewing the Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire, sweeping horizontally towards the wizard crowd.

The Fire-Attribute True Essence formed an ultra-fine, ultra-long golden thread, which in an instant spanned a fan-shaped section with a radius of seven to eight hundred meters. The distant wizards had not anticipated being attacked from this range at all, and were too slow to react or dodge. They were sliced to pieces in an instant—some had their bodies cut to pieces, while others, too concerned for their friends and family, scattered, leaving their formation in disarray.

The court wizards, although closer, showed far superior combat training. Just as Puppet Azhen had started spewing fire but before it could sweep across with its head, they had already dispersed to dodge while casting various spells at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu didn't even use the True Obscurity Sun Sword Intent, but simply maneuvered the Yellow Court Sword Light with ease, pinching out a Sword technique with his hand, and directly flicking out the Liangyi Micro Dust Sword Qi.

Brad, charging in the forefront, suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. The line of Sword Qi had already pierced his scapula. For a moment, he was bewildered, not sure whether to ignore the wound and continue on or to pull the line from his injury first, but the next second his vision went black.

The Liangyi Micro Dust Sword followed the path of the Sword Qi in an Instant Teleportation, a single strike severing his neck along with his trachea and spine completely sliced through.

Yan Yu's hand changed the Sword technique again, and the Liangyi Micro Dust Sword Qi was seen crazily shooting in all directions, flashing up, down, left, right, forward, and backward continuously. With every flash, it pierced through a court wizard, followed by the Liangyi Micro Dust Sword instantly teleporting to decapitate, pierce chests, slice waists, rupture intestines and belly—so swiftly and precisely that no Sword technique was needed, nor any trace of a sword's path or shadow visible. The wizards were seen falling from the sky into the sea, one after another, like mosquitoes swatted by an electric racket.

In less than seven to eight seconds, he had dealt with more than a dozen court wizards. Turning to look at the other wizards who had initially kept their distance, by this time they had already fled without a trace.

Yan Yu returned leisurely to his team, only to hear Anna exclaim in surprise,

"Well, look at you! You've really come a long way! Even these court wizards are no match for you now, huh? Yan Yu, you're amazing!"

"Nonsense," Yan Yu said calmly, "Do you see who I am?"

"They actually underestimated the enemy," Mei Yingxue began in her no-nonsense mode, explaining to Yan Yu, "If they had recognized your identity from afar and knew about the Liangyi Micro Dust Sword, those court wizards would have applied Arcane Shields to themselves right away. Your Liangyi Micro Dust Sword Qi couldn't penetrate the shields, so you wouldn't be able to get instant kills. To put it simply, these wizards just didn't expect us to appear here."

"Nonsense," Anna mocked in imitation of Yan Yu's bravado, rolling her eyes disdainfully, "If they really recognized Yan Yu's identity, who would dare to come forward and fight? Aren't they afraid that Yan Yu would use that True Obscurity Sun Sword Intent to turn them all to ashes?"

"So you agree with me, right?" Mei Yingxue nodded, "Our victory was so easy not because they were really weak, but because they failed to do their reconnaissance work properly."

Anna was speechless, deliberately turning to ask Yan Yu,

"Your colleague seems a bit too 'fatherly', huh? Always ready with the grand principles, intolerant of others expressing their opinions, right?"

Mei Yingxue, having overheard, clarified,

"I'm not trying to persuade you. I just want to correct your mistake. And you used the term 'fatherly' wrong, I'm a woman."

Anna took a deep breath, quickly exhibiting a disgusted "I'm about to suffocate" expression. Trying to mediate, Yan Yu intervened,

"Teacher Mei, Anna doesn't think those court wizards are weak either. She is just overjoyed and excited that we won so gloriously, and just made a few contemptuous remarks about the enemy. There's no need to seriously contest the right and wrong of it."

"Oh, I see," Mei Yingxue pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Like keeping up morale?"

Yan Yu nodded.

Immediately, Mei Yingxue showed a slightly apologetic expression of "I was wrong," seriously saying to Anna,

"Sorry, I didn't realize you were just trying to boost morale. I won't take the wind out of your sails next time."

This time, Anna was genuinely indignant, laughing angrily,

"You're mocking me as a cheerleader, aren't you?"

"No," Mei Yingxue earnestly replied, "Boosting morale is important too. I didn't mean to mock you. And we in Lu Country don't call it cheerleading, we call it the 'Cultural Performance Group.'"

"Cultural Performance Group," it is! As if my fierce moves before didn't exist, right?

Anna, fuming even more, thought to herself, why don't I curse this annoying Lu Country woman to death while Yan Yu's not looking!