Master Simmons left, came empty-handed, and left empty-handed. Honestly, Li Xin felt that Simmons hadn't quite grasped the noble etiquette. He needed to find a chance to hint at him. We're all common folk, and it's best to be courteous when needed; who knows, maybe I'd accept it?

Simmons left, and an uninvited guest arrived—the rude owl again, tilting its neck and crazily knocking on the window.

Li Xin's anger flared, and he rushed out fiercely. But this owl was quite cunning too; it dropped the letter and flew away, wagging its tail and wings while letting out a triumphant hooting.

Li Xin picked up the letter, "One day, I'll make a slingshot and shoot you down."

"Come quickly to the Bird Society."

Looking at the elegant handwriting—it must be Christie. The same letter, yet Li Xin felt a hint of romance in it. He promptly changed his clothes, tidied his hair in front of the mirror, called a carriage to Mahler Street, and headed straight to Christie's office at the Bird Society.

Christie looked up while writing something, "You're here, sit down. I'll finish this up."

Li Xin sat aside, observing Christie dressed rather formally today. Truth be told, she looked even more alluring, as if wearing clothes didn't matter. Under Li Xin's gaze, Christie remained unaffected, continuing her writing until finished. She glanced at Li Xin with a cold, stern expression, "You've heard about the duel between Didia and Simmons, right?"

"I've heard," Li Xin instantly adjusted his mood, separating work from personal matters.

Christie was satisfied with Li Xin's reaction, intentionally cooling the atmosphere earlier. "Simmons can't die in this duel, and preferably, he should win. Can you manage that?"

Li Xin pondered, "I can try."

"Good, that's the order from above. Completion will add to your merits as a Night Patrol, not forgetting your contributions in Celestial Capital." Christie dropped the pretense. "There might be twists and secrets involved, but it's already approved by above. As for the truth, let it end with you."

Seeing Li Xin nod, Christie stood up, "Go, ensure Simmons' safety. If needed, Bird Society will support you."

Li Xin left Christie's office swiftly for the first time, leaving editors outside expecting drama disappointed. He walked to the Hex Bird Society's entrance, gazing at the sky, unable to hold back a bitter smile. Why was he lamenting? It was consensual, and he gained from it.

...just wanting to earn again!

After some self-mockery, Li Xin waved his hand, hailed a carriage, and headed to Saint Grace Canon Law School. After all, dear Master Simmons was dependable; he'd serve him well today.

In the Saint Grace Canon Law School, Simmons had prepared the place and himself. There's a difference between the Holy Land's thunder and Spiritual Ability thunder. If one can get accustomed during practical use, it could surprise the opponent in a duel. Even if ending in mutual destruction, it wouldn't be a loss; lowering his head to act cowardly didn't sit well with him.

Whether in Knight Academy or Canon Law School, knight spirit is the same—no one would want to be a coward.

"Celestia, train outside with the others; I'm training with Brother Li inside," Simmons said.

"I'd feel better with you; grandpa just sent a messenger saying you don't need to find him, do what you wish." Celestia expressed concerns, wondering if her grandfather had lost his sanity.

Simmons nodded, "That's good then!"

Simmons warmed up inside, while outside Celestia and others remained somewhat worried. At this moment, their impulsive spirits had cooled. They were about to face one of Moncalleta's strongest, Thunder Marquis, among the eight marquises. Their captain was strong too, but defeating Thunder Marquis seemed excessive. In a glory battle, it's usually a mere touch, but a duel differs significantly, especially involving both family sides.

Li Xin arrived, greeted everyone, and under Celestia's worried gaze, entered the base interior. Simmons was practicing swings with a greatsword, the sounds slicing through the air, showing a decent state. Despite the pressure, he had entered a good mindset; his steady sword techniques indicate that practice quality often decides the eventual outcome.

Clap Cl——

Li Xin clapped his hands, "Master Simmons, shall we begin?"

"Brother Li, shall we be armed or unarmed?"

"Armed, what weapon does he use?" Li Xin inquired.

"Didia uses a spear," Simmons replied.

"Oh, then I'll use a spear." Li Xin approached the weapon rack, picked up a spear, gripped it mid-shaft, and spun it comfortably in hand.

To Simmons, at the moment Li Xin picked up the spear, it seemed as though he had merged with it, a strange yet fascinating intuition.

"Come, treat me as Didia, take this battle as your duel." Li Xin stood with the spear at the center.

Simmons held the greatsword vertically, performed Moncalleta's knight salute, fully aware that ordinary people wouldn't have the chance for repeated challenges against Li Xin. Seizing each opportunity was vital; if he withstands the pressure Li Xin imposes, he can face any peer opponent.

Spiritual Ability burned within Simmons as he gripped the greatsword tightly. As the sword sprang into action, it unleashed a sweeping strike towards Li Xin. Li Xin countered with his spear—clang clang clang...

A series of clashes erupted as the spear and greatsword met face to face. The spear's fierce, intricate moves instantly made Simmons's mighty greatsword techniques feel inadequate. But Simmons's resilience was strong, and he started adjusting under Li Xin's pressure.

"Distance is the core element of combat; mastering it equates to mastering rhythm, especially between a greatsword and a spear." Li Xin's spear constantly managed the distance, ensuring attacks remained optimal while the sword either overshot or fell short.

Simmons adapted swiftly, understanding Li Xin's words, altering his pace to capture the opponent's rhythm. Given Li Xin's moderated exertion, Simmons's attacks made impact. Through constant collisions, Simmons gradually honed a sense of distance, effectively combining pure spear techniques with precise counterforces. Empowered, Simmons's abilities heightened—his Spiritual Ability ignited, entering Red Eye mode, accelerating his aptitude and pace. His greatsword wielded intensified charisma, enveloped in domineering Spiritual Ability.

Bang...

The greatsword's heavy blow forced Li Xin back with the spear, prompting Simmons to chase aggressively. Li Xin retreated as Simmons advanced. Suddenly, a spear grazed past, before Simmons halted abruptly, sweat standing sharp, the greatsword paused.

Li Xin chuckled, displaying his finesse with a horse turn spear, "Don't let your guard down, come again!"

Simmons hadn't encountered such sophistication, Didia wouldn't have either. But his opponent had similar masterful techniques, reminding him that insufficient caution led to disadvantage. Simmons resumed, wielding the greatsword, absorbing the control of distance feeling patiently.

Suddenly, lightning flickered along the spear, followed by thunderous roars, Thunder Power infused, the spear struck swiftly like lightning, roaring like thunder. Simmons reacted swiftly, cross-blocking with the greatsword—bang bang bang...

Three consecutive spear strikes hit, Simmons rolled upon impact, landed, Spiritual Ability ignited, resisting Thunder Power's effects. Enhanced to combat supernatural powers, facing immense suppression, Li Xin descended from above, spear poised.

Simmons resorted to his Divine Relic, timely blocking, utilizing his signature move—Bounce Back.

Boom...

The spear's force faced complete defense; the greatsword lunged forth. Li Xin horizontally extended his spear to block directly and kicked; Simmons intercepted.

Boom...

Simmons staggered back as Li Xin with his spear lunged forward, instantly unleashing dragon-like spear assaults, overwhelming Simmons till forced open, ultimately hitting him squarely with a kick, sending him to the corner, raising his hand, "Need a recess."

Li Xin nodded, "Reorganize your thoughts, I'll be outside for some activity."

Simmons hastily nodded, realizing this was just an appetizer for the day. It wouldn't be surprising if he faced demise before dueling Didia.

Outside, hearing the raucous from within, thunder resonated curiously. Seeing Li Xin emerge, Celestia showed concern, peeking at Simmons by the wall, "He didn't perish, did he?"

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