When Zhang Nu and the others saw the women behaving so arrogantly, they decided it was time to teach them a proper lesson. At that moment, Liu Hai stepped forward and said to the group, “You all don’t need to step in for this one. It’s just a group of women—I can handle them myself.”

Zhang Nu, hearing Liu Hai speak with such confidence, nodded and stepped aside, giving him space.

Liu Hai stepped forward and faced the group of women head-on, his expression stern and unwavering. He looked as though he truly saw them as enemies.

“You really think you can take on all of us by yourself?” one of the women scoffed. “Are you actually under the impression that you’re someone impressive?”

Hearing how little they thought of him, Liu Hai had no interest in holding back anymore. So what if he wasn’t good-looking? That didn’t mean he deserved to be looked down on.

At that moment, Ling Xi came beside Liu Hai and said encouragingly, “Liu Hai, do your best and defeat them. Don’t let us down.”

Liu Hai nodded, then turned to face the women with a serious gaze.

One of them stepped forward. She introduced herself as the fourth sister. “You alone want to challenge all five of us? Aren’t you being a little too arrogant?”

“I’m the weakest among us. If you can defeat me, then maybe you’ll be qualified to challenge my sisters.”

Liu Hai nodded in response. He didn’t care who he fought. In his eyes, every last one of them would be defeated by his hand anyway, it didn’t matter where he started.

“I have no particular thoughts about who I fight first. Regardless, you’ll all be defeated. Whoever shows up, it makes no difference to us.”

Fourth Sister was infuriated by Liu Hai’s arrogance. Without hesitation, she drew her sword and lunged toward him.

But Liu Hai swiftly dodged her strike without even needing to draw his broadsword. After sidestepping the attack, he struck her with his palm, sending her flying backward with ease. It looked almost effortless—but only Liu Hai knew how much force she had put into that blow.

If he hadn’t been vigilant, he might have been knocked flat on the ground just now. Fortunately, he had always been cautious in battle, otherwise, this would’ve ended badly for him.

“I didn’t expect you to be this strong,” the Fourth Sister said. “But being a little strong isn’t enough. Either you kill us now, or we’ll be the ones to kill you.”

Liu Hai snorted coldly.

“You think a bunch of rabble like you is enough to scare me? Bring more of your sisters if you want. We’re not afraid of any of you.”

Her face contorted in fury at the insult. It was clear that Liu Hai had thoroughly offended the sisterhood. There was no more reason to hold back—they were going to kill him.

“In that case,” she spat. “There’s no reason to keep playing around.”

With that, she began swinging her sword, launching into a flurry of strikes with her personal technique.

Seeing this, Liu Hai finally drew his broadsword and met her head-on.

He had trained with Zhang Nu and the others and had taken his fair share of beatings from the Class Leader. There was no way he’d be helpless against this kind of opponent. The truth was, he had only held back earlier to give her a chance. But now she was pushing her luck.

Their weapons clashed in a flurry of sparks—their conflict fierce and uncompromising.

Fourth Sister unleashed her prized technique: Frost Edge Swordplay. It was her signature style, the technique she was most proud of. 

But against Liu Hai, it wasn’t even worth mentioning. To him, her attacks were child’s play. He’d seen countless sword styles far more refined than hers. He didn’t even have to use any real swordsmanship, he simply shattered her blade with a single strike.

She stared at him, dumbfounded, watching her broken sword fall to the ground. Her fellow sisters were equally stunned. They never expected Fourth Sister’s weapon to break so easily.

To them, their weapons were like their lives. Without them, they were nothing. And in front of someone like Liu Hai, if he wanted to kill them, it would be all too easy.