The Swordmaster Who Was Surrounded

In Moss and Alan's eyes, the situation of Cullen's team was not good. Ten Explosive Wolves surrounded their six members. Two of the six were already injured.

The injured stood close to the center, while the three uninjured stood outside to resist the attacks of the wolves.

Meanwhile, Cullen sat in the center of everyone with his eyes closed. The golden-red sword on his head would occasionally slash at the Explosive Wolves and attack them once.

However, whether it was because the Explosive Wolves were too fast or Cullen's control ability was too weak, the Explosive Wolves would always dodge the attacks. Even a few times, the sword was almost bitten by the Explosive Wolves and could not be retracted.

It seemed like there was no other combat class in Cullen's team who was good at attacking besides himself.

But this was no surprise. Cullen was such a stubborn person, so how could he tolerate having other experts in his team who could steal his thunder?

This also caused their team to be in a stalemate.

If fewer wolves were surrounding them, they could at least take advantage of the number of people and break them one by one. If Cullen could control his flying sword better, they wouldn't have been so lost and surrounded.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs.

"Brother Cullen, I can't hold on any longer. Let's finish off this wolf in front of me first!"

"No, Brother Cullen, don't you want to help me? I'm a support class. I'm not good at defense."

"Ahhhh!"

Along with the cry for help, a violent scream sounded. Cullen quickly turned back to look. Only then did he realize that one of the three people defending the outer perimeter had been bitten on the shoulder by the Explosive Wolves and was frantically swinging his arms.

On the other side, more Explosive Wolves were getting restless, as if they could not wait to pounce.

Cullen was also anxious when he saw the scene in front of him. As a Swordmaster, his defense was almost zero. At this stage, he could only use one flying sword. If the enemy got close to him, he would be finished.

He hurriedly instructed his flying sword to help the injured member.

Whoosh!

The flying sword flashed past and pounced on the wolf that was biting. Unfortunately, the wolf had already been paying attention to the movement of the flying sword.

When it noticed the sword pouncing over, it hurriedly dodged.

The person bitten by the wolf hurriedly retreated to deal with his wound. Another person who had already bandaged his wound came out to take the vacant position.

Now, there were three injured people in the six-man team.

Cullen could not help but feel anxious. Looking at the wolf pack, he was annoyed. This was the first time in his life that he sensed danger.

"This is different from the usual practice." Cullen could not help but mutter to himself.

Hearing Cullen's mutter, the five companions beside him were speechless.

Of course, actual combat and practice were different. How could their captain not be able to distinguish this?

However, they were all the students that Cullen had picked out from the application to form a team with him.

At this moment, their lives weren't critically threatened yet. Therefore, even though Cullen's mentality was not right, they did not say anything to remind him. They were still carrying out their work.

Moss and Alan saw that Cullen was besieged not far from them. Alan said, "Moss, let's go. Don't bother about Cullen."

Alan said with a look of disgust as if the one being attacked was not his classmate but some annoying Magical Beast.

If he were another person, Moss would have gone to help them. However, Cullen kept finding trouble with him and Alan. There was no way Moss would help this time. Anyway, the test wouldn't kill anyone, so it wasn't wrong to let Cullen suffer.

Making up his mind, Moss and Alan set off to go around Cullen and continue moving forward.

However, suddenly, one of the Explosive Wolves surrounding Cullen and the others twitched its nose, then turned its head with a vigilant look, looking in the direction where Moss and Alan were hiding.

"Awoo!"

A wolf howl was heard. Several of the Explosive Wolves turned their heads simultaneously and looked in the direction of Moss and Alan.

Cullen and his team naturally noticed the unusual movements of the wolf pack. They immediately realized that there were people in the direction where the wolf pack was headed.

One of the people in the team immediately shouted happily

"Is anyone there?"

"We need help. Can you lend us a hand?"

However, no one walked out or responded.

Cullen's expression gradually darkened, noticing that the other party was hesitant to help them.

He immediately called out personally, "Brother, listen up. I'm Cullen from Grade 2 Class 1. My awakened class is a Swordmaster. Please lend me a hand. I'll repay you handsomely after this. Think this through. This test won't kill anyone. Be a man and let me know who you are. It'll be easier for us to meet in the future."

After Cullen said these words, he looked on with a hint of pride. In his opinion, there shouldn't be anyone in the same grade who dared to offend a Swordmaster like him.

After all, for a class like a Swordmaster, as long as he was given a year and a half to grow, he would be able far to surpass the average standards of the entire grade and become number one. Wasn't offending him at this time just looking for trouble?

However, what exceeded Cullen's imagination was that the kind of person looking for trouble existed.

There was still no movement from the opposite side. Cullen's face was completely dark now. He realized that the person on the opposite side had made up his mind, completely ignoring him.

"Hmph!"

Cullen immediately snorted coldly, a cold glint flashing across his eyes.

"Go!"

With a clear shout, he pointed his finger at the location in front of him. The golden-red sword instantly turned into a stream of fireflies as it flew.

'If you refuse to help, then don't blame me!' Cullen decided in his heart.

After he had awakened his Swordmaster class, Cullen thought that he would have a smooth sailing adventure and be invincible in this world.

Who would have thought that he would be surrounded by Magical Beasts after entering the Mystic Realm and be stuck between a rock and a hard place?

He could not do anything to the Explosive Wolves. He was already filled with anger, but he did not expect that there would be someone among his classmates who dared to reject his invitation.

He could not tolerate this anymore.

'You don't want to save me? I insist on you saving me! I can't do anything to the Magical Beast, but you think I can't do anything to you?'

With that in mind, Cullen sped up his golden-red sword.