The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Of course, Ye Xiao didn't care about these rules. He didn't care about his own score; he was only responsible for ensuring that the candidates on the non-protected list who were matched with him got zero points.

"You uncouth commoner, you even brought a cat to the exam! What do you think this place is? You have no respect for this sacred duel!"

Ye Xiao was standing on the stage, still fiddling with his wooden sword, when he suddenly heard a candidate walking onto the stage from the opposite side issue a righteous and stern rebuke to him.

"What the hell?" Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, looking at the local man opposite her with fiery red hair and wearing an expensive blouse. "What's your name?"

"Don't you know you should state your own name before asking others?"

"Ye Xiao".

"Hmph, remember the name of the one who defeated you: Hancock of the Drez family!"

Ye Xiao nodded and opened the system interface to check the list of names.

"Today I'll show you the difference between commoners and nobles. The sacred academy is not something a country bumpkin like you can dream of..."

"I don't know you, you can leave now."

After checking the list, Ye Xiao casually tossed the wooden sword, the hilt slicing through the air and striking the opponent precisely in the abdomen.

Hancock immediately turned red with pain, her legs went weak, and she staggered a few steps before falling off the half-meter-high platform.

The examiner below the stage had just finished recording the information from both sides and looked up. "Ready to start... Hey? Why is there only one person on stage? Where did the candidates from the red team go?"

"He slipped and fell out of bounds." Ye Xiao walked over and picked up the wooden sword from the ground. "According to the rules, stepping onto the ring marks the start of the duel, so I should win, right?"

"Uh...huh?" The examiner was a little confused. He went over to take a look and found another candidate lying on the ground, his face flushed and clutching his stomach, panting heavily. He couldn't help but look back at the stage. "Okay, uh, candidate Ye Xiao, you have completed the exam...please proceed to...to exam room number four."

The duel ended rather quickly and easily, leaving the candidates watching from below the stage somewhat bewildered.

"Did you guys just see that? What was that?" "Is that even considered swordsmanship...?" "Did anyone see what happened? Why did this person pass so easily?"

Ignoring the pointing and whispering of the other examinees, Ye Xiao, with Greta on his head, went straight to exam room number four.

This is the venue where the score is 1-0. If we win two more matches, this segment will end immediately.

This made Ye Xiao a little worried. At most, a candidate can create three zeros for other candidates. There are several hundred candidates here today. Without considering the possibility of players clashing, will the number of candidates who can help eliminate others be limited?

In examination room number four, two warrior candidates were still engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Ye Xiao could tell at a glance that the composure of one of them was clearly superior to that of the "hamburger" he had encountered in the previous round.

Wow, just winning one game has raised the quality of the test takers so much. Other players probably won't have an easy time eliminating three in a row.

But to be honest, if those ten players who were recommended for admission couldn't even beat the candidates in the regular college entrance examination in a one-on-one fight, they would just be cannon fodder if they participated in the royal selection event.

With that in mind, Ye Xiao stopped worrying about the players. Perhaps he could observe their situation after he had taken them all down.

As for whether a three-game winning streak would lead him to the academy by accident, Ye Xiao wasn't worried, since he had an unparalleled zero score on the written exam.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Arrogance

However, Ye Xiao did not expect that because he won so quickly, the chief examiner in charge of coordinating the one-on-one testing process noticed his strangeness.

"Witt, I don't understand. What does this competition record in Examination Room Two mean? Zero winning time?"

Andrew, the chief examiner of the one-on-one session and also the academy's swordsmanship professor, was somewhat puzzled as his assistant approached and handed him the papyrus.

"Um, it seems that the opponent slipped and fell off the ring at the beginning, so he was declared the loser."

"Huh??" Andrew's eyelids twitched. "If it were a mage, that would be one thing, but a swordsmanship examinee, slipped? Which idiot fell down?? He can be eliminated immediately."

“He is Viscount Drez’s second son…” the female student assistant answered timidly.

“Ahem,” Andrew coughed twice, “I mean, even the son of a viscount shouldn’t be underestimated… Wait, Viscount Dreize’s second son, Hancock? His father used to hire me as his tutor…”

Andrew glanced at the exam room list and, after confirming it was the Hancock he knew, was filled with questions. "Seriously? That girl has some basic swordsmanship skills, how could she slip?"

The assistant couldn't answer either, and could only scratch his head in silence.

“There’s a problem. Which exam room is this opponent in? Ye Xiao… is from Dongyang?” Andrew frowned slightly. “Witt, go to exam room number four and have the examiner arrange a group of people to accompany him as his opponents in the next round. This person may have used some off-site cheating methods. Keep an eye on him.”

The existence of the escort team is a special system recently established by the academy. Although the chief examiner keeps an eye on them and the opponents are dynamically adjusted, it is still impossible to guarantee that no one will find out their next opponent in advance and then use coercion or inducement to make the opponent surrender.

Therefore, for candidates with an excessively high win rate or unusual exam records, the examiners will arrange for strong students or even young assistants selected from within the academy to act as their opponents in order to observe whether they truly have sufficient ability.

If you are truly capable, even if you lose such a match, the examiner will give you bonus points based on your performance. If you then achieve a third victory, your total score will actually be higher than a three-win, zero-loss record without any bonus points.

Of course, this usually happens after two consecutive wins, so Ye Xiao being targeted after just one win is truly an anomaly.

The exam support group mechanism was something the academy had only recently quietly added without any public announcement, so the player alliance was unaware of it, and Ye Xiao was naturally unaware of it as well.

After lingering for a while, when it was finally his turn to go on stage, he simply carried Greta with a wooden sword as he went up.

He then discovered that his opponent was a candidate wearing a black cloak, with most of his face covered by a high collar and hood.

"Examiner, why is the person over there dressed so suspiciously? Are you sure they are a candidate?" Seeing that something was wrong, Ye Xiao naturally asked the examiner below the stage.

"The rules don't say you can't dress like this for the exam, and it's cold today, so there's no problem," the examiner waved his hand and said.

The exam support group is composed of students from the college, and some of the more capable students inevitably have some reputation. In order not to be recognized on the spot, they will dress up in a more concealed manner.

This posed a challenge for Ye Xiao, as he didn't know if the person opposite him was on the list.

"Excuse me, what is your name?" Ye Xiao asked in a friendly manner, but the other party remained silent and ignored him completely.

"The exam is about to begin. Candidates, please take your positions," the examiner announced as usual. "Ready, begin."

"Hello, are you mute? Can you read sign language?" Ye Xiao was still trying to communicate when the other person had already appeared in front of him in a flash.

A sword flashed with a cold light, but to the astonishment of the black-clad examinee, her sword was easily dodged by the opponent.

It wasn't a difference in speed, but rather a precise prediction of the sword's trajectory, exactly the right amount of time, leaving her completely out of the range of any possible subsequent moves.

Ye Xiao took two steps and mentally opened the community system:

[Late Night Snack: Peach Blossom Bro, are there any players in the audience? Could you help me spot that short guy in black jumping around in exam room number four? Is he one of the players we need to get promoted to, or one of those guys with connections we need to avoid?]

[Qingjiu Taohua: ...I'll have someone check...uh, they shouldn't be one of our players, but I'm not sure if they're one of those nobles we can't mess with. I'll investigate.]

[Late-night snack: Okay]

While waiting, Ye Xiao couldn't really retaliate, so he forcefully used his footwork to dodge his opponent's sword strike.

The main reason is that this guy's strength seems to be a notch above the other candidates, and he has already reached the proficiency level.

Only a handful of those ten players, along with those special examinees, could reach this level of strength, making it difficult for Ye Xiao to make a judgment.

Otherwise, he would have kicked the other person off the stage.

However, Ye Xiao's hesitation and indecision were seen as pure provocation by the man in black who was accompanying the examinee.

She had seen many arrogant bastards in the academy who acted incredibly arrogantly as soon as they had a little bit of strength.

But even among those scoundrels, those who constantly humiliate their opponents with footwork during a duel, only dodging and never striking, with a nonchalant attitude and eyes that wander around instead of looking directly at their opponents, are the most elite!

This fueled her anger, which intensified with each missed strike, and her swordplay grew increasingly fierce, like raindrops.

The escort team should suppress their strength when dealing with the candidates, since they have been trained and nurtured by resources at the academy beforehand, and exerting too much force might injure ordinary candidates.

But the student accompanying the exam had lost patience with this frivolous fellow. She pressed down with her feet, channeling all her strength, and a surge of sword energy climbed up the wooden sword from her palm.

Ye Xiao, who caused all this, was just wondering, doesn't this person get tired? He's been cutting for so long and still has to hold back a big move. Can't he take a break first?

After pondering his question, he started thinking about Ella's meeting with her parents and brother that afternoon. Thanks to his ability to multitask, multitasking was as natural to him as breathing.

But from the opponent's perspective, it's not unfair to see such behavior as arrogant and despicable.

Having experienced countless life-or-death battles, and facing opponents who weren't particularly strong, Ye Xiao really couldn't muster any interest in going all out.

If it were one of those other players, he would have deliberately observed and tested them. But this was a complete stranger, and he just wanted to wait for Peach Blossom's decision to decide whether to surrender or send the other party away.

The opponent might be stronger than the average examinee, but with Ye Xiao's current master-level attributes and grandmaster-level skills, there's nothing he needs to pay special attention to when facing an opponent of this rank.

Ye Xiao had been thinking this way when he suddenly realized that the sword light that the opponent suddenly unleashed had already reached him in an instant, several times faster than any of the opponent's previous sword techniques.

A crescent-shaped slash with a tricky angle and overwhelming power arrived in an instant. Ye Xiao's feet, which had been moved in anticipation, were unable to dodge it this time.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: You Go Down Too

Ye Xiao had no choice but to hastily raise his wooden sword to parry, marking the first time he had used a weapon in this fight.

However, the powerful force transmitted from the sword strike caused his arm to go numb because he hadn't concentrated his strength beforehand. Even though Ye Xiao used the technique of deflecting the force, the force still made his arm go numb.

The weapon immediately slipped from his hand; the hardwood sword broke in two, spinning as it flew out of Ye Xiao's grasp.

He staggered a few steps and saw the broken sword hilt fall to the ground with a few tinkling sounds. He subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but a cold glint was pressed against his throat the next moment.

"Get out of here, you arrogant bastard." A voice, tinged with anger yet light, came from the opponent's high collar.

Ye Xiao looked at the pair of dark green eyes with long, thin eyelashes staring at him from under the hood and realized that his opponent was actually a girl.

[Late Night Snack: Peach Blossom Bro, the opponent seems to be a woman with green eyes. Can you shorten the range of her attack?]

[Sake Peach Blossom: Oh, those shouldn't be the ones we need to take care of. The women on the special list have already been confirmed to be in other locations.]

[Late-night snack: Good]

With a sword pressed against his throat, Ye Xiao belatedly realized the other party's anger.

He was initially wondering what there was to be angry about, then he reflected on what he had just done...

Hmm, that seems a bit inappropriate.

He scratched his head apologetically, "Sorry, it was my fault. I was thinking about something and wasn't paying attention. We're..."

The man in black, accompanying the examinee, said in a stern voice, "You've already lost. Don't make me escort you down."

"How did you lose?" Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow. "The rules only state that falling down for ten seconds or going out of bounds counts as a loss. There's no rule that says losing your weapon means you've lost."

"Heh, you don't think you still have a chance to retrieve the sword..." Her eyebrows furrowed in her dark green pupils, but before she could finish speaking, she saw Ye Xiao stretch out his hand, and the broken sword on the ground flew back into Ye Xiao's palm with a "whoosh" as if attracted by a magnet.

Force field magic? ??? Those delicate eyes widened in astonishment.

"Wait, is that black-clad examinee's swordsmanship what a regular student should be using?" "How come this guy with the cat can also use magic?" "What kind of bizarre match is this?..."

The candidates watching from below the stage were already somewhat puzzled by the competition, and now, seeing this strange spell cast without any incantation, they started discussing it even more.

“Now let’s start round two,” Ye Xiao smiled, her throat pressed against him. “To show respect, I’ll get serious.”

The next second, to the astonishment of his opponent, Ye Xiao's figure vanished into thin air.

Only a chubby little cat with equally wide-open eyes was left falling from mid-air.

It wasn't until a hand reached out from the side and caught the falling cat, pulling it back, that the student realized Ye Xiao had already dodged to her side.

She hurriedly turned her head, only to see that the broken sword had already silently pierced towards her.

She immediately swung her sword to parry, and with a muffled thud, the sword, which she had dragged with all her might, blocked the broken sword's hilt in an instant.

The broken edge of the sword stopped just three centimeters in front of her.

If it had been a complete sword instead of a broken one, the tip would probably have pierced her head right through the middle.

But what appeared to the sweating participants in the confrontation looked to the audience as Ye Xiao suddenly leaning back and bending his knees in a strange posture, flashing to the side of the black-clad examinee, and then slowly thrusting the broken sword in his hand out at a tricky angle from bottom to top.

It wasn't very fast, nor did it use much force, and its power was nowhere near as great as the crescent slash that the black-clad examinee had just unleashed.

Even with just these two simple movements, the black-clad examinee seemed somewhat overwhelmed, so much so that she didn't even notice the cat-wielding swordsman raising his foot afterward.

With a muffled "thud," Ye Xiao kicked the opponent in the stomach, effortlessly sending the accompanying examinee off the stage.

Although the other party's bewildered expression and awkward posture as they fell off the stage were not elegant, Ye Xiao did not use much force when he kicked them.

Rather than a "kick," it was more like a "push."

Ye Xiao didn't mean to humiliate anyone by using his feet, but with one hand holding a sword and the other supporting the cat, he only had his feet left to use.

"I'm sorry, although you tried very hard, there are seven people, and you are not one of them." After reciting a meaningless line to end the sentence, Ye Xiao looked at the examiner and said, "Examiner, this person also accidentally fell out of bounds. Should I be considered the winner?"

Ye Xiao was met with a petrified silence from the examiners.

The examiners know all too well the level of the students in the accompanying group.

But the candidate in front of him was not just someone who had defeated the group of test-takers; their strength was like a toy in front of him.

Even the examiners themselves couldn't tell what level this guy's abilities had reached.

"Okay... Ah, okay, candidate Ye Xiao... has completed the exam..." After a long while, the examiner finally realized what was happening and added an exam record to Ye Xiao's record.

To say his opponent slipped and fell out of bounds because of bad luck... no one would believe that!

However, Ye Xiao only raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled—why did the examiners here all look so dull? Were they still half asleep or were they dissatisfied with the job and just dawdling?

After placing Greta on his head, Ye Xiao thanked the examiner and stepped off the stage.