Chapter 99 High Efficiency of Frey_1

At this moment, the midday sun shone through the wooden windows, casting a faintly golden light on the dust-covered floor.

A gust of wind blew over, causing the door to the hall to creak.

On the left side of the hall by a worn-out practice area, there was a large sparring platform. Due to its age, the platform appeared somewhat battered, bearing marks and cracks of many years of use.

Standing on the practice area were several martial artists, their figures emitting an aura of confrontation.

"Though we take this fight seriously, it doesn't mean I'll stoop so low as to bully you on two levels."

Cervini pointed at Frey and said with righteousness and integrity.

Even if she, as one of the top fighters in her third year, wanted to win, she wouldn't resort to such unfair tactics against a first-year newbie. That would be against her martial virtues.

Afterward.

Cervini gestured, and a burly fighter stepped forward, his face revealing a strong desire to thrash Frey.