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Qiao Xiao held a longsword and pointed it at Shi Bozi, "Come, Your Highness, draw your sword."

Schubert looked at Qiao Xiao. He had to give it his all. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and then slowly drew the sword from his waist.

"I guarantee with my personal honor that I will give it my all and fight fairly." Sporz's voice was deep and firm, as if he were declaring his determination to the whole world.

Qiao Xiao smiled slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes. "Very good, then let's begin!" She swung her longsword sharply, attacking Shi Bozi with a fierce momentum.

The two swords crossed instantly, producing a crisp clinking sound.

Their figures intertwined in the moonlight, and dazzling sparks flew as their swords clashed.

Qiao Xiao displayed her superb swordsmanship skills. Her swordsmanship was as swift as a storm, and each strike contained tremendous power.

However, Sporz was not to be outdone, and he swiftly dodged Sporz's attacks.

As time went on, it became clear that Spitz was struggling to keep up. Despite his efforts to defend himself, each of Qiao Xiao's attacks put increasing pressure on him.

Whether in terms of strength, speed, or skill, Qiao Xiao demonstrated unparalleled advantages, completely overwhelming Shi Boz.

Moreover, he found it difficult to stay focused today, and his mind was a bit chaotic.

Suddenly, Qiao Xiao defeated Shi Bozi with a brilliant sword move, her sword tip steadily pointing at Shi Bozi.

She calmly said, "You weren't focused; you weren't using your full strength."

Poz, panting heavily, looked at the sword in his hand, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes. He bowed his head and apologized to Qiao Xiao, "I'm sorry, I got too excited, I'm really sorry."

He attributed his unusual mood today to the excitement and joy of encountering a peerless master, unaware that there were other reasons.

Qiao Xiao sheathed her sword, her gaze falling on Shi Bozi, and she frowned slightly, saying, "However, your attire isn't very formal either."

She looked Spoelstra up and down, noticing that he was wearing ordinary training clothes, which made him look less than dignified.

Spoelstra lowered his head and quickly explained, "I am not a true knight, so I cannot possess a knight's uniform. This is my father's rule."

Qiao Xiao smiled and said, "Alright, I'll forgive you for this because you're so sincere. Remember, to become an excellent knight, a solid foundation is important, but experience in dueling with opponents is the most crucial. Do you understand, Spitz?"

Sporz nodded quickly, "I understand, thank you for your guidance, I will definitely keep it in mind."

Qiao Xiao nodded in satisfaction, then announced, "Very good. In that case, starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you my unique swordsmanship every night at 10 p.m.

Sporz exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

Qiao Xiao: "I assure you as a knight."

A gentle night breeze swept by, and Qiao Xiao's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. Shi Bozi stood there, gazing in the direction Qiao Xiao had gone.

That night, Spoelstra did not sleep a wink.

For the next month, Qiao Xiao would spar with Spaghetti every night. During the day, she would go to the training ground to observe Spaghetti's practice and help him reduce his daunting training load.

During this month, Shi Bozi's swordsmanship improved significantly, and Harry quickly noticed this as well.

One morning, Prince Schertz arrived at the training ground earlier than usual.

Hai Rui greeted him: "Good morning, Your Highness."

"Teacher," replied Spitz.

Harry keenly noticed that ever since the Queen had observed the knights' training, Spurgeon's attitude towards him seemed less enthusiastic than before.

Hai Rui said, "Your Highness, I've noticed you've become somewhat lax in the past month. Your training volume has clearly fallen short of the standard. What could be the reason for this, Your Highness?"

"Really, Professor Harry?" asked in surprise.

Hai Rui replied, "That is indeed the case. Perhaps it is because the Queen cares for you too much that you are unable to truly be independent."

Is it because I'm overly concerned?

Sporz's heart began to pound uncontrollably, and he hurriedly replied, "I understand, teacher, I will definitely train hard."

After saying that, he brandished his sword and left.

Harry stood there, his gaze fixed on the receding figure of Spoelstra, a cold smile playing on his lips. He thought to himself, "Hmph, just a prince. He still has to obediently become my apprentice. When I become a paladin one day, let's see who dares to disrespect me then. Kaeya, just you wait!"

Meanwhile, Daisy stood in front of the bulletin board, holding a list with a message on it:

My dear knights, thieves have become increasingly rampant lately, and I need a brave and highly skilled knight to protect me. A selection competition will be held at the Royal Hunting Grounds in two months; I urge all knights to participate. I look forward to your outstanding performance.