Comprehending the Eighth Form of the Windchaser Sword Codex

Quinn Wu's sudden outburst immediately drew the attention of many students. Everyone was baffled—what had prompted him to say something so strange out of nowhere?

Evan Chu had already dashed several meters away before stopping in his tracks. He turned around and looked at Quinn Wu, whose face was twisted with anger, and asked, "I don't think I've ever offended you, so why do you want to kill me?"

Roxanne Lin, Jenny Sima, and Lily Tang, along with a few others, also came to Evan Chu’s side. All of them curiously sized up Quinn Wu, who was considered one of the more handsome boys in the academy. Only Jenny Sima truly understood why Quinn was acting this way.

With a few quick steps, Quinn Wu also arrived in front of Evan Chu. "Roxanne Lin is your woman—I won’t touch her. But when did Jenny Sima become your woman? The whole academy knows I’ve been pursuing her for over a year! What right do you have to say that?"

Evan Chu burst out laughing. "I’ve seen plenty of idiots, but never one as dumb as you. So what if you’ve chased her for a year? That’s none of my business. I never chased her—she likes me on her own. That just means you’re too lame; she doesn’t even look at you."

"She likes you on her own? How is that possible? You guys have barely known each other!" Quinn Wu was getting desperate—he simply couldn’t accept that the woman he loved might fall for someone he considered beneath him.

"Not long. Just one day—that’s called love at first sight, ever heard of it? All three of these girls like me. You believe it or not?" Evan Chu decided to hit Quinn Wu with the hard truth.

Lily Tang, standing nearby, instantly blushed. "Lin Feng, what nonsense are you spouting? Who likes you?"

Evan Chu smiled slightly. "Silly girl, do you think I don’t know what’s in your heart? Why bother denying it if you like me? That’s not your style! Now that I’ve called you my woman, you should know what that means, right? Don’t wait until I change my mind—then you’ll regret it for sure."

Lily Tang felt both joy and resentment in her heart—joy that Evan Chu was finally willing to accept her, and resentment that he’d announce her feelings for him in front of so many people. It was seriously embarrassing.

The crowd instantly erupted—Evan Chu had just claimed that all three great beauties of Heavenly Dragon Academy were his women! That was explosive news. Many of the female students secretly rejoiced, thinking they'd finally have a chance to be pursued themselves.

As for the male students, every single one shot Evan Chu a murderous glare. They hated him to the extreme—this guy was too outrageous! He’d bagged three beauties at once. How was anyone else supposed to live? All those who secretly loved the three girls instantly lost hope.

Quinn Wu couldn’t take it anymore. If Evan Chu liked ten or a hundred other girls, he wouldn’t care—but he just had to go after the one woman Quinn loved, wiping out more than a year’s worth of effort. How could he stand that?

A longsword appeared in Quinn Wu’s hand. He pointed it at Evan Chu and shouted, "You think you deserve Jenny Sima? I’ll kill you!"

This was a sword swung in fury—Quinn Wu, with his fourth-level Earth Martial strength, unleashed a blow far more powerful than anything Ryan Ouyang had used.

Evan Chu hadn’t expected Quinn Wu to be so petty. He couldn’t help but shout, "Get out of the way!"

There was no time to use Heart-Sword or that deceptively plain sword thrust—both required preparation. The only move he could use to block was the seventh form of the Chasing Wind Sword Art, Tempest Shroud. But Evan Chu knew that even Tempest Shroud wouldn’t be enough.

He was a little anxious, but right now he had to stay calm and find a way through this crisis.

People often need a clear head in the most dangerous moments—sometimes, when you stay calm, you can unleash hidden potential and make the impossible happen.

That was exactly the predicament Evan Chu faced right now. With the three girls so close to him, if Quinn Wu went crazy and tried to hurt one of them, he’d never forgive himself.

If any one of them got hurt, Evan Chu would never forgive himself. The more he tried to stay calm, the harder it was—sweat kept dripping from his forehead onto the ground.

Quinn Wu’s attack was lightning-fast—almost in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Evan Chu. Just then, the eighth form of the Chasing Wind Sword Art, Wind Over the World, flashed through Evan’s mind.

There was no time to think—the move appeared in his mind and he unleashed Wind Over the World instantly. It was so fast that the naked eye could barely catch it, leaving only sword afterimages swirling through the air.

The whole sequence was executed in one seamless flow, as if he’d practiced it countless times. That’s the power of human potential—sometimes, in danger, you do things you could never do before.

If it were any other day, Evan Chu’s mind probably wouldn’t have triggered the eighth form of the Chasing Wind Sword Art, let alone executed it so perfectly in one go.

A monarch’s aura burst forth from Evan Chu, and countless wind blades surged toward Quinn Wu.

Each wind blade was packed with stellar power—similar in principle to Roxanne Lin’s Ocean of Blossoms, but these wind blades seemed even more devastating.

Just then, Quinn Wu’s sword finally arrived. Though it seemed like the move took ages to describe, in reality it all happened in an instant—the wind blades blocked his ferocious sword strike head-on.

Evan Chu realized that several wind blades had actually broken through Quinn Wu’s defenses and struck his body—his clothes were suddenly stained red.

Quinn Wu’s attack had been completely neutralized by Evan Chu—and he’d been wounded in the process. It was a reality he couldn’t accept: just one move and he was already injured, and not lightly either. Deep gashes appeared all over his body, blood pouring out nonstop. If he didn’t treat it quickly, he’d be in real danger from blood loss.

"Quinn Wu, you’d better get lost. Don’t test my patience—my women aren’t people you can lay a finger on. This is just a lesson. If you keep obsessing over Jenny Sima, next time might be the day you lose your life." Evan Chu didn’t have time to waste on him; two old geezers were still waiting for him.

Defeating Quinn Wu, the academy’s fourth-ranked expert, in a single move shocked everyone. If Evan Chu’s earlier duel with Ryan Ouyang was just an appetizer, this was the main course. Only now did many students truly see Evan in a new light.

Quinn Wu was injured but couldn’t swallow his pride. Evan Chu’s words cut into him like knives. Gritting his teeth, he raised his sword to attack again.

"Hey, are you brain-damaged or something? I’m willing to let you go, but you insist on courting death. Fine, hurry up—I’m on a schedule." Evan Chu was getting impatient. If those two old men saw him dawdling, they might lower his price or cancel the deal altogether, which would be a disaster.

Jenny Sima spoke up: "Quinn Wu, can’t you get a grip? You’ve only chased me for a year, but Evan Chu and I have been childhood friends. He’s the only one in my heart. Stop deluding yourself—there are plenty of girls better than me, so why waste your time on me?"

"Evan Chu’s strength is way beyond yours. Back when he was only at sixth-level Xuanwu Realm, he could kill first-level Earth Martial fighters and defeat third-level Earth Martial experts. Now he’s broken through to the Earth Martial Realm—think about it yourself. I don’t want you to lose your life over me."

Jenny Sima’s words were like a thunderbolt, shaking everyone to their core. It was simply defying the heavens—now people stared at Evan Chu as if he were a monster. To make an enemy of someone like him was asking for humiliation.

"Evan Chu, you really are a genius. For the sake of Sea Dragon Academy, I must eliminate you!" murmured a beautiful woman hidden in the crowd.