?Kaylie was a little nervous, even from the start of the event. Originally, she felt intimidated by all the big-name students that were around her. All of them had come from big clans in the Demonic Faction.
Yet she had worked hard to earn her place. Her hard work had eventually paid off, beating even those in the Neverfall Clan who were able to have Qi pills, herbs, and more to advance their Pagna warrior stages.
Yet, from her humble Clan, she had managed to surpass it all. She was a talent the Clan was hoping for, a talent of 1 in every ten thousand.
Yet, as she witnessed others fight before her, and witnessed everything going on, she realized that there were just more talented people out there, especially in the Dark Faction. She wondered what they had been through for all of them to have become so powerful.
It wasn’t as if life in a Demonic Faction was easy by any means. Was it just that her opponents worked even harder than her… it was hard to believe.
Finally, though, her name had been called up, and she went to take her one-handed sword. It was lighter than regular swords, and it flexed a little on impact. It was the special type of swordsmanship her clan practiced with.
The sword was flexible, and then snapped into place and hardened when the end of the skill was used. Just before she stood out there, she gave out a sigh and turned to look at ‘Jake’.
“So, big shot,” she said with a nervous smile. “Do you have any advice for me on how to win this match? I could do with a bit of teamwork help.”
She was never close to the students at the academy, so she felt that she and Jake were the same, since he was never a student at the academy. Maybe that’s why she had managed to ask him this question, a ray of hope, that was until she heard the answer.
“If I were to go up against her, even I might lose, so don’t take a loss as too much of a big deal,” Raze answered.
The others who heard Raze speak wondered if this person from the Crimson Crane knew much about the student. As part of the wanderer clan, maybe he had even come across her for him to say such a thing.
Perhaps, this really was the White Dragon from the Dark Faction. As she headed out, Kaylie prepared herself. She took a deep breath and looked directly at her opponent; there was great confidence in her eyes.
‘This girl is just like me, she has done well in the team events directing everyone, but she never did anything herself. Everything will be fine.’
“The match begins!”
At the same time, both of the students went forward. As they did, Kaylie was ready to strike with her sword, but suddenly Safa had stopped, and she took her spear and stabbed it directly into the ground.
It had pierced the flooring and cracked, but the Qi channels broke the ground until it had broken right underneath Kaylie’s foot. Her sword swung, but it hit the air, completely missed, while the side of Safa’s spear hit her directly across the face. It was a clean hit, but Kaylie managed to back away in time.
Safa held her spear firmly and took a slow breath once again, channeling Qi from the outside into her.
‘The principal will expect results; we will all have to do somewhat well in this tournament. We don’t need to win it, and we don’t know when Amir is going to act, but just in case, we have to be on the principal’s good side, so I will have to win this match,’ Safa said as she dived forward and started to strike again and again.
Each time she threw her spear out, Kaylie could only defend. The crowd was getting excited as they saw a clash with swords and spear going on, but it was only the true masters who were watching that could tell something truly impressive was going on at this moment.
“It looks like this might be a loss for us,” Lince commented.
“Really, apart from the attack at the beginning, I would say that the two of them are evenly matched,” Beret commented.
“Then you’re a fool,” Sha Mo said, but didn’t expand any further on that.
“You know, it would be nice if you could use this situation as a teaching tool for the students as well,” Lince added, and then went on to explain.
Safa continued to use her spear, hitting Kaylie side by side. Whenever it looked like Kaylie was about to get trapped and be done for, she just managed to break out of the situation, and this pattern seemed to continue.
“Can you see her breath while she’s striking? You should pay attention,” Lince claimed.
Even Mantis seemed to focus and perk up when watching, and finally, he had figured it out.
“Is she cultivating Qi in the middle of a fight!” Mantis said.
“Precisely,” Lince answered. “Could you imagine? One of the major differences between a Pagna warrior and a regular citizen is the ability to cultivate. There are some humans that are never able to cultivate in their life, never being able to build a dantian and achieve the first stage.”
“It is something that requires an immense amount of focus and concentration. So much that nearly all warriors need to do such a thing sitting down in favorable conditions.”
“So could you imagine someone, so unfazed by the fight in front of them, being able to act, defend, and attack, and still being able to cultivate in the middle of the match? That is a talent that has never been seen before.”
“But, even if she can, what does that mean?” Beret asked.
“It means in the middle of this fight, she is replenishing the Qi she is using in her strikes, and at the same time, she is constantly growing. If she can do this in the middle of the fight, she must be able to constantly cultivate wherever she goes, allowing her to grow stronger by doing nothing, with each passing second,” Lince explained.
Now, everyone understood just how impressive Safa was in this moment, but for Raze, he would have even taken it a step further.
‘If Ricktor from the Erupting Fist Clan is a talent that is only found in 1 in 100,000 people, then Safa is a talent that is only found in 1 in a million. She had managed to progress quicker than I ever expected.’
‘Not just in Pagna skills, in learning, in adapting to the situation. She is a quick figure, and a sponge that can almost absorb anything. Even in her skills with Light Magic, she would be considered a genius. Combining all of those things, it wouldn’t be an understatement that she could become just as strong as the Grand Magus.’
Kaylie was now running out of Qi, while her opponent Safa stood there not striking any less sharply than she had been doing the entire fight.
Chapter 643 Safa The Genius (Part 2)
Kaylie continued to block the attacks as best as she could, moving her arms from side to side she could feel them getting numb each time.
‘I know it, I’ve lost my chance… if I wanted to do something, then I should have dived in at the beginning and used my Qi to attack, but now I barely have enough Qi to defend!’ Kaylie started to think.
Meanwhile, her opponent was like that of a well-oiled machine, constantly attacking bit by bit, and then, the strength in Kaylie’s arms had almost completely weakened. She was slow in raising her sword to block an attack, and the spear hit her in the head once again.
It then quickly swirled around and hit her from the other side. Kaylie went to brace herself for a third attack, but the third attack never came, and instead, Safa just pulled back her spear to her side.
Kaylie wondered for a moment, why didn’t the attacks continue, and then she noticed something.
‘With those two attacks at any point in time, she could have used the sharp spear end… but she didn’t. The middle stage warriors watching, they haven’t been intervening even though I could have suffered from death.
‘Probably an order from their Light Faction superiors, a death of a Demonic Faction Student isn’t a big deal to them. The only reason why I’m alive is that this student doesn’t wish to kill me.’
Knowing this thought in her mind, she had come to a decision and placed her sword down by her side.
“I have lost this match, I no longer have the Qi to continue this fight, I forfeit,” Kaylie said.
For a moment, Kaylie thought she would feel shame, but the moment the match was announced as over, there was a large amount of cheers coming from the crowd as well as a round of applause.
The crowd had truly enjoyed watching the two women fight, showing their skills and techniques, and the passion that Kaylie showed in not giving up. It was great entertainment for them, and the crowd didn’t want Kaylie to feel disheartened by the result.
The two contestants gave each other a bow and started to head right back.
‘I didn’t use any of my magic… I have improved a lot,’ Safa thought to herself. ‘Amir was a good teacher to us all. Raze, you can see it right, with our strength now, all of us, we can help you, we won’t keep you down like we did before… you haven’t even begun to see the true strength we have yet.’ Safa smiled to herself as she made her way back.
Of the first round of the singles event, there were two matches left, and the next matchup had been announced, it was Simyon, against Brack.
“Brack!” Sha Mo said in a loud booming voice that stopped his student before he exited from the viewing area.
“If you don’t win this match, and lose at the first hurdle, then don’t even bother coming back to the Behemoth Clan.”
Raze thought the words were quite cruel to say to someone just before a fight. Maybe that was their way of encouragement as he had seen, but he couldn’t help who he was going up against.
The two participants had entered the stage, and Simyon was confident. He had no weapons on his body and only had his earring and special gloves, both of them gifts made by Raze.
“You Dark Faction suckers have been having quite the win streak, but I guess it’s my turn to ruin it for you all,” Brack said. “Because this is a fight that I can’t lose!”
Brack dashed forward, and he swung his sword from the top. A large amount of visual Qi surrounded his sword in a deep dark red aura. Simyon stayed in his position and lifted his hand, blocking it with just his forearm.
The sword crashed, and the sound of metal clashing against metal was heard.
“Your sword won’t make a scratch on my body!” Simyon shouted.
Brack, shouting in anger, swung his sword again and again, using all the Qi he could. Unlike Kaylie in the last fight, it was quite clear that Brack wasn’t holding back and was putting all his effort into attacking.
Each time, Simyon would just use his hands to block the sword strikes coming his way.
‘He really has improved,’ Raze thought. ‘Not only has the level of his entire body increased, but he’s using his Qi to strengthen his body even further, then skillfully following the strikes of the sword and blocking the attacks with his hands. The sword won’t get through.’
Brack didn’t give up, striking with an attack as powerful as his last, but Simyon wasn’t just going to block all day. As he protected himself from the next hit, his feet shifted forward fast, and a heavy blow whacked Brack right in the face.
Immediately blood was drawn, the hit was as if he had been whacked by a heavy blunt metal object. Yet Brack swung the sword again, taking the hit straight on.
Yet, Simyon blocked the hit again and struck in his stomach. It was a strange sight to see because it was almost as if Simyon’s attacks were having no effect.
Because no matter how Brack would get hit, he could still swing his sword, hitting Simyon or attacking him in some way.
Simyon blocked the attack again and struck him in the stomach, blocked, hit him in his arm, attacked him again and again, to the point where Simyon hadn’t blocked an attack and the sword had stuck his neck.
But his special body was able to protect him from receiving any wounds, all because of the special item that Raze had given him.
Now, Brack was covered in blood, his face was swollen, part of his arms were broken.
“I have to win this fight… I have to… otherwise, I’ll get kicked out of the Behemoth Clan… and then what, what is my family meant to do! I have to win this!” Brack said as he charged forward.
This time, Simyon didn’t even have to block, as he stepped to the side and a fist was planted in his face, sending him back and his body crashing to the floor.
The middle stage warriors had seen enough.
“The fight is over, Simyon is the winner.”
“No!” Brack shouted, getting to his feet, his face was almost unrecognizable with his nose bent to the side and covered in blood. “I can still fight… I can still.”
When Brack went to walk, he had nearly fallen over. The middle stage warrior stood between the two and just shook his head at him.
With nothing else he could do, all Brack could do was head back to the Demonic Faction location. Walking over, his footsteps were heavy, he had swayed side to side.
Brack didn’t even hear the cheers of encouragement the crowd gave him, for continuing to fight even though he clearly was the weaker man, because he just feared what was going to happen when he returned.
The moment he set foot inside, Sha Mo was the first to speak to him before anything.
“Did you think my words were those of lies?” Sha Mo asked. “You, and anyone who has a blood relation to you, are no longer a part of the Behemoth Clan.”
At that moment, it was almost as if those words were what had broken Brack. It caused his legs to give in, he fell to the floor, and more blood had poured from his mouth.
His upper body was heavy.
“My… family… I’m the only warrior from my family… what are they… meant to do.”
As Brack’s upper body felt too heavy for him, he saw it leaning forward and his face dropping to the ground, just before someone had caught him, and it was a person Brack would have never expected.
“Ja… Jake.” Brack said.
“If you need somewhere, then the Crimson Crane are always looking for talented people like you,” Raze said.
Chapter 644 A Special Eye
The specially made mirrors were really impressive, displaying everything on the screen. Not only did they show everything for the viewers to see, but depending on how close they were, they were able to hear what was being said as well.
This was part of the reason why many had support for Brack. They could feel his pain as he was fighting; they could tell that he had something important.
Yet, that still didn’t change the outcome; it just made them aware of his reason for fighting. Out of everyone there, Raze had also heard everything as well.
When looking at Brack, talking about the protection of his family, it had reminded him of someone. While watching him desperately fight, with his face disfigured and full of blood, one name came to mind.
‘Jake…’ Raze thought.
Images flashed in Raze’s head, of a particular person who had been by his side, similar to that of Sabrina, and an image flashed back to when he had received a book from Charlotte as well, with the name Jake Dove written on it.
‘I never had a loving family growing up, I had no idea what that felt like, but I have been loved, and know what it’s like to fight for those you care about.’
Raze looked at his hands, and for a moment he saw them both covered in blood. When he looked on the ground, an image of Sabrina. When he blinked, it changed to a man covered in a thick deep green blazer, his eyes weak and looking back at him.
Then when looking at the fight, the situation, it was causing a wave of feelings to come over Raze. At first, Brack seemed just like those in the Behemoth Clan, only caring about power.
However, it was clear there was a reason why Brack needed that power. When Brack returned and heard the news from Sha Mo, it was all the reaction he needed.
Him no longer being in the clan felt like it was the end for him, and more importantly, the end for his family.
In that moment, Raze had reached out his hand, catching him before he fell, and decided to be his lifeline.
‘If there was someone back then that could have done this for you as well… maybe you wouldn’t have had to go through everything you had.’ Raze thought.
“If you need somewhere, then the Crimson Crane are always looking for talented people like you,” Raze said.
The words had just left his mouth, words that he wished he could have perhaps said to someone he had called his friend, Jake, in the past. A way to protect him, a place for him to be in.
At that moment, Brack looked up, and for a moment, there was hope in his eyes when he looked at Raze. Maybe his family wouldn’t be doomed.
He had heard of the great feat the Crimson Crane were able to produce against the Behemoth Clan. They were in no way small by any means.
If they could protect themselves from the Behemoth Clan, then being part of them would protect him and his family from anyone.
However, there was one person that would get in his way. The floor around Sha Mo’s feet was dark red. His visual Qi was seeping out of the ground and creeping his way to Raze.
Before it got within a meter of him, Raze had unleashed his Qi as well out of his body, creating a type of barrier stopping it from getting any closer to him.
The warriors in the room, not just the students, were feeling pretty sick, and that included the Light Faction warrior that was looking after them.
‘Is there some type of infighting within the Demonic Faction?’ The Light Faction warrior thought. ‘Although that is expected due to their nature. It’s what makes them so strong at the same time, but what’s so hard to believe is how the participating student is standing up to one of the Clan Heads.’
Raze looked up directly at Sha Mo’s eyes. This was the person that had tried to kill him twice, just because he simply hadn’t gotten his way.
It was safe to say that Raze didn’t like this person he saw in front of him. He hated people who forced people into positions after telling them no.
“What do you think you’re doing, I have just kicked someone out of my clan, and then you reach out your hand like some type of savior, and in front of me no less.” Sha Mo asked.
“Am I not allowed to do so? As you said, he is no longer part of your clan, he and I are free to do as we wish.” Raze replied.
“And yet you chose to do it right now, you are playing a foolish game, kid, that could very well get you killed!” As Sha Mo finished his sentence, his Qi power raised and pushed past the barrier Raze had made with his own Qi.
It moved closer to him, but ultimately stopped as a sword was placed down into the ground.
“Do not be foolish, Sha Mo,” Lince said, as he held onto the sword calmly. “We are not in the Demonic Faction territory; if you want to act, then do so when we get back, but now is not the right time, and not right now.”
“And you, ‘Jake.’ Do you even have the authority in the first place to do such a thing? Don’t give other people false hope if you can’t do things yourself; your leader isn’t currently here.” Lince explained.
Although Alba was with them, she was sitting in the stands. However, Raze was sure Alba would listen to him, now that they were in charge of Flendon town; they did need all the strength they could get.
Still, it was a matter to be resolved for later; for now, Raze had done as he wanted to.
Brack could now firmly stand, having regained some of his energy, and he said a few words as he went to sit down in one of the seats.
“Thanks,” Brack said, not looking Raze in the face, and softly.
Sha Mo and Raze exchanged glances for a few moments before Raze decided to move to the other side.
Right after, Lince lifted up his sword and got in a central position that was somewhat between the two.
‘The leader of the Lost Clan, his power seems strong, and not lesser than that of Sha Mo.’ Raze thought. ‘He also runs the intelligence unit… from what I have seen, Lince seems to be the person who can be reasoned with the most and one of the most valuable positions in the Demonic Faction.’
“The last match of the first round will now begin! A matchup that many have been waiting for, Liam, against our very own, Hannah!” The announcer mentioned.
Hannah and Liam took to the center of the stage; for the Light Faction, there was a lot riding on this fight since Hannah was the only contestant that was left from the Light Faction.
‘Finally, I’ve been using this system non-stop!’ Liam thought. ‘Now, it’s time for the world to look at me!’
In the crowd itself, Anna was paying very close attention to the student named Liam.
‘I have to confirm in this fight whether he has the system or not. If he does, I need to do everything in my power to get that one-eyed to speak.’
Chapter 645 The Strongest Dark Faction Student
?Hannah and Liam prepared themselves, and for Hannah, not only did this mean a lot to her as the last contestant from the Light Faction, but also because of who she was going up against.
‘I had trained for years to perfect the Moonlight strike, and then, he goes and copies it just like that. It has to just be an imitation; I will go ahead and show you the real thing!’ Hannah thought, taking out her sword.
“Begin!” The announcer shouted.
Immediately, Hannah lifted her hand and gathered her Light Qi. Right after, she started to move her hand along her sword, and the Qi looked to be transferring from her hand onto the sword.
Now, the sword was glowing brightly. Wasting no time, she dashed forward and swung her sword. When swinging it, she struck against the sword in front of her, and the two of them clashed in the center.
Yet her eyes had widened when she saw the sword in front of her, because she could see that it too was shrouded in light. Now next to it, she was able to see clearly; it was almost an exact replica of her skill.
No, she couldn’t tell any difference at all.
“What, did you think it was a fake or something? I knew you would use this skill, so now you know it’s real, what are you going to do!” Liam asked.
Hannah had to disregard her shock; she had to disregard her anger because she needed to focus on winning this fight.
Right then, she swung the blade again, with her sword still glowing from the Moonlight skill. However, Liam was blocking every strike.
It was strange because Hannah was sure she was faster, and yet Liam was still able to block each strike because his body was slightly moving before she did.
‘The system is telling me her movements before she makes them; it can read the flexation in her muscles, and it’s working well!’ Liam thought. ‘But I’m not going to win the fight like this… nor are people going to remember me as much with performances like Raze out there, so let’s try something.’
Hannah’s skill had finally faded as the sword returned to its regular color. Right after, Liam was now on the offensive, as he thrust his sword forward.
Hannah was able to react in time, blocking the strike, but the thrusts with the sword were consistent, aiming for spots on her body.
It was hard for her to move, as she had to move her sword from side to side of the strikes which were tiring her out.
While in the midst of it all, she had no idea what was going on, but the crowd was starting to realize something.
“The skill that’s being used, doesn’t it look really familiar?”
“Right, I feel like I’ve seen it before.”
“That’s because you have seen it before,” one man said, shaking in anger. “That kid, he’s using the techniques from the Illumination Clan; he’s using the same moves that Charlotte and Harmon had used!”
Now, the crowd had witnessed him using not just one Light Faction technique but two of them, and from two different clans entirely.
It took a while, but Hannah had eventually realized it as well.
‘So now he’s using more Light Faction techniques, how is that possible? Just how shameless is this man? If he wants to show the Dark Faction is the strongest, then use techniques from the Dark Faction!’
Hannah swung her sword, blocking a strike from the bottom, and then swung it to the top. It hit the sword, making it heavy, and caused Liam to stumble to the side.
‘Those in the Light Faction know the Light Faction’s weakness the best as well!’ Hannah said, having used the Half-Moon block technique.
With Liam having tumbled, she dived forward with a thrust of her own, but using the Dawnblade clan’s techniques her Qi was covering a point and was splitting at the side through the air.
When it struck, the sword hit the ground, breaking several of the rocks and causing a small fissure in the floor. Seeing this though, it was quite clear that she had missed her target.
Now, Liam had gathered quite a distance between the two of them having avoided the strike.
“That guy, he copied my footwork!” Beret angrily said from the Demonic Faction viewing area.
“So it’s not just Light Faction skills, he can even copy Demonic Faction skills as well. Is there such a person that can exist?” Lince thought, watching it. “There has to be a limit; surely he can’t just copy anything he has seen before.”
Lince was now thinking along these lines since he knew no one in his clan had taught such techniques, and there was a clear pattern; the student named Liam was only using techniques he had seen in the tournament so far. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
‘So what if he can copy movements that he’s seen before, that doesn’t mean anything; he is still someone that I must overcome!’ Hannah thought as she turned around and charged forward.
She swung her blade again, this time aiming for Liam’s leg. The leg she aimed for had disappeared from her sight, and instead, she was left seeing a pool of liquid instead.
A foot was risen and hit her at the side of her head, smacking her across the floor. She bounced once before getting up and rubbing the side of her face.
“I know that move,” Hannah said. “I saw the student from the Dark Faction use that, the one named Mada.”
Hannah was right; the technique that Liam had just used was a kicking technique from the Flowing Force Clan.
“You can copy techniques from your own clan as well, so I’m guessing that means fighting against you is like fighting against every single person in the Dark Faction.”
When the crowd heard Hannah say such a thing, they realized that it might be true. Right in front of them was a student that had the Dark Faction, the Light Faction, and Demonic Faction techniques with him.
The thing was, the Dark Faction was his own Factionso he would know all of the best moves produced by them.
“If that’s the case, then I’m guessing you are the one that has to be the person that they call the White Dragon, the strongest student in the Dark Faction!” Hannah claimed with her sword pointed out toward Liam.
Liam couldn’t help but laugh. “If you really think that was the case, don’t you think they would have called me something like a red dragon!”
Hannah then swung her sword to the side. “It doesn’t matter, because beating you, if I beat you, then it means it will be the same, it will be like beating all of those in the Dark Faction, and I will beat you!”
After finishing her words, Hannah started to run straight forward across the arena. She had hardly been hurt from the attack, pulling back her head at the right time.
Hannah was extremely skillful but not in the flashy ways like the others were. She was a person who knew the basics very well, but she had no idea what she was up against.
As Hannah moved straight forward, Liam then placed both of his hands on the hilt of his sword and lifted it above his head.
The pose jolted everyone that was looking because it was a pose they had seen before.
‘Is this now, the Demon’s move he’s copying!’
Chapter 646 The Copycat’s Weakness
?Hannah had charged forward straight ahead, receiving a good kick from Liam. She had realized something. Although the person in front of her was performing the same techniques as those that had been seen, there was a certain edge to them all that was missing.
‘It might be the fact that some of the moves require a different type of Qi involved, and the person in front of me is using Dark Qi… at least that’s what I thought originally until I saw him use a move by those in the Dark faction!’ Hannah figured.
‘This boy’s Qi, his body composition, and more, are weaker than the others; he’s not as strong as his counterparts.’
Hannah’s guess was right on. After all, unlike all of the others, Liam was the lowest stage warrior out of the Dark Faction group, still being a stage five warrior.
Which was an impressive feat, but even with the system enhancing his body and optimizing the skills he should use, it couldn’t increase his Qi.
Nor could it change the type of Qi used for each of the techniques. Still, it didn’t matter because he still was amazing even without these things.
And he was going to prove it, as he lifted both of his hands in the air. The position others had seen him in gave them all a twinkle.
They had seen the sight twice now, and each time, it had caused great destruction to the place. It was part of the reason why The Demon’s name was given to him, but now it looked as if there was a person that could actually copy the Demon’s skills. If that was the case, they might very well be witnessing the most strongest Pagna warrior to exist.
“Second formation!” Liam mumbled under his breath, unable to contain his smile. “Eclipse Strike!”
Liam swung the sword down, and at the same time, Hannah jumped to the side. She used all the Qi in her left leg to try and avoid the attack as much as possible.
She had jumped to the side, disregarding everything, but she didn’t get her footing when landing and had rolled on the ground before getting up.
She then quickly raised her sword to block out any of the lingering power of the attack.
‘I too have prepared for this. I’m not just going to be going against you because I plan to win this thing; I thought about how to deal with this as well!’
However, her lingering thoughts soon disappeared because no attack had hit her. When she looked at where Liam was standing, the sword had been swung down, but there was nothing.
The flooring was in perfect condition, there wasn’t a large amount of Qi that had flown out of the sword, and now when she thought about it, she hadn’t even seen the sword covered in the Demonic energy she had witnessed before.
At the same time, as Liam had swung the sword down, for the first time, he could see several messages appearing in his view.
[Error, Error]
[You do not have all the requirements in order to produce this skill]
‘What are you saying? I thought you said you had analyzed the movements and Qi used in the skill; you said I could use it.’
[It seems there are components to the skill that even I, the system, cannot recognize. The skill has failed due to that fact.]
Liam couldn’t believe it. He had seen moves performed by the teachers and was still able to copy their techniques.
Although it would just be performed at a subpar level, only what his body could keep up with, but now it was stating that it couldn’t copy what Raze had done?
‘What exactly was that move?’
[Warning, an attack is coming from your side.]
[Recommended: Two-step shift, followed by a quick strike.]
While Liam was in shock for his skill not working, Hannah had charged forward, her sword glowing once again, and vertically slashed at his side.
Thanks to the system and following its suggestions, he had used the two-step shift to move to the side, and then quickly struck at Hannah, who had blocked the hit.
“It looks like you can’t copy everything you see, huh? I guess the Demon is someone that has us all beat,” Hannah said.
“Yeah,” Liam replied. “That Demon is certainly special, very special!”
Liam then skimmed the sword across Hannah’s and let go of the weapon himself. She quickly saw Liam jumping to her side and was wondering what had happened when she saw him right in the air.
There was nothing in his hand, when suddenly another blade was drawn out from Liam, and he had struck from above.
Letting go of the weapon again, Liam now had another one in his hand.
It was a strange sight for the crowd to see, and they were confused by what was happening. Liam was striking with two hands on a blade, letting go, and then grabbing the other weapon and swinging it against Hannah.
He was striking with all of his force each time, and grabbing the sword, he was using a number of techniques.
What they couldn’t understand was how Liam was able to keep the sword lingering in the air for so long. While at the same time, perfectly catching them in place for his next sword strike to be in place.
‘That Demon is so amazing that he created amazing items like this, that allow me to fight stronger opponents than me, like you!’ Liam thought as he struck from above again.
The powerful hit had caused Hannah’s foot to slip. It looked like she was about to be hit, but quickly used the half moon to block the strike and backed up, making sure that Liam couldn’t follow up with any more strikes.
‘My hands are completely numb; that was like being surrounded by multiple Pagna warriors attacking me at once. If I was in there for longer I would have badly got hurt.’
‘What even was that, strikes with full force using different techniques, my mind is breaking apart just trying to think of ways to block it each time.’
Liam now held both of the swords in his hands. He was using the items that had been given to him by Raze, combining the use of the juggling arts, along with his system powers.
Although his system could give him suggestions and optimal routes, it struggled when trying to include the powers of the magical earrings he wore that allowed him to attract and repel the two swords he had.
It wasn’t a technique, and the system couldn’t comprehend the use of magic like it could the Pagna warrior techniques.
So Liam had to use his own way to combine his magical items, his Pagna warrior capabilities, and his system together to come up with this attack.
A flurry of techniques coming at a person from all sides, if Liam was a stronger warrior, then Hannah would already be down for the count.
“Alright,” Hannah said, standing up and placing her sword down by her side. “I think I have all your tricks figured out. I’ve evaluated for long enough; it’s time for me to win this fight.”
Anna watching the fight, she was sure of one thing now, that the kid really was using the System. However, after analyzing the fight herself, she was now sure of one thing.
‘That one-eyed boy is going to lose.’
Chapter 647 Moving With The Plan
It was clear from everyone that had been watching the fight so far that Hannah was on the back foot. They didn’t blame her for struggling with the many different techniques that were being used.
If anything, they were surprised how she had lasted so long. The one saving grace in the match so far was that she hadn’t received any serious injuries.
She had a few cuts on her clothing and a mark on the side of her face, but that was all, and now with a new determined type of look on her face, she was ready.
‘Come on,’ Liam thought, holding swords in both of his hands. ‘I’ll take you out in my tornado of skills once again. I’m not strong like the others, so this is my way of winning!’
Liam was ready for anything that was to come at him, and he saw Hannah running forward once again; she placed her hand over the sword, and it started to glow with power. frёewebnoѵēl.com
Charging in, she then started to randomly swing her blade in the air; it was a skill or technique, it was unclear, but she wasn’t even close.
Right as she got close, she then hopped from side to side.
“Three Moonlight Hops!” On the third jump, her Qi exploded until she had hit Liam and sent him skidding across the floor.
Liam was able to block with both of his swords at the right time, but he was still affected by the impact. Right after, he could see visual Qi, a tornado as Hannah spun her body.
She then struck a heavy blow from the side again. This time Liam was unable to take the full brunt despite blocking the hit and fell to the floor.
He kicked himself quickly, getting up though, until he saw Hannah spinning her single blade.
“Full Moon Strike!” her sword moved in a full circle motion and had caught the edge of Liam’s weapons and had forced them to leave his hands.
He tried to retract them with his magic, but the Full Moon Strike hit the weapons away again, and right after, she went to use another technique.
“Piercing Light!” Hannah said as the sword was thrust towards Liam’s neck. The sword continued forward until a clang noise was heard.
It wasn’t from Liam’s swords as they weren’t in his hands; instead, it was from the middle-stage warrior that was standing on the side.
They had interfered with the fight, and had blocked the strike, meaning a winner had been decided.
“YEAHHH!”
The crowd erupted into cheers, as for the first time, someone from the Light Faction had actually won one of the single events.
Not only that, but they remembered Hannah’s words. This was an incredibly skillful person from the Dark Faction that knew all of their techniques.
Yet Hannah wasn’t just able to stop them all; she was also able to best the person in the end. It was most likely this was the White Dragon and the strongest in the Dark Faction.
Seeing this gave them a boost in confidence, and the cheers continued again and again.
“You might be wondering how you lost,” Hannah said as she placed her sword away and looked at Liam on the ground.
“I figured, you are so talented that you can copy anything you can see. At the same time, you have the skills to even access what are the best skills to use in certain situations.”
“But you can only do that with things that you have seen. Our Dawnblade Clan has been around for a very long time, and I know a number of skills.”
“Even skills that are considered low level, I know how to use and optimize them to the best level. Instead of assessing the situation and letting you have time to progress everything, I used them non-stop, confident in my skills being better than yours and beating you.”
There was a large sour taste in Liam’s mouth. After all of the training, after all of the perks of the system he had, he still had ended up losing, while the others had bested him.
However, Safa, watching, thought he had done extremely well; it was just the opponent he went up against this time, was cool-headed and extremely skilled.
There wouldn’t be any in the world that would be able to deal with the situation as she had done.
Regardless, it was the end of the result, which meant Liam and Hannah would have to go their separate ways and head back to their viewing stations.
Anna, having watched everything above, had her own thoughts about the whole thing. She had confirmed that the young boy was using the system.
‘The boy lost in the end, but he wasn’t killed. Which means if the two of them were ever to come face to face again, the boy wouldn’t lose the fight again.’
‘For that is the nature of the system. It’s unfortunate that the girl does not know that, and that she will never be able to best the boy again.’
Having seen enough from the outside view, Anna decided it was best for her to head back inside, to where Raze was.
She had some things she wanted to ask him, answers that she needed to know now.
The announcer had stated that there would be a short break again until the next event. The arena needed to be repaired among other things, but before that, they also had made an announcement for the next set of single matches.
Simyon Vs Mantis
When Simyon saw his own name and who he was up against, his stomach started to hurt a bit from the last time the two had met each other.
It was quite obvious he would remember him, and what if a person mentioned that he had been in the Demonic Faction, what trouble would that occur?
He just had to hope that Mantis wouldn’t have mentioned such a thing, considering he hadn’t mentioned anything so far.
Safa Vs Hannah.
The fight after that was between two talented individuals who had outshined themselves on the last stage. Some thought it would come down to who had the better strategy against the other.
Then finally, there was only one more bout to announce. Due to there being seven people in this event, one of the fights had to be a three-way.
Mada Vs Ricktor Vs Jake.
There were some turns of the heads about this matchup because for one there were two individuals from the Dark Faction.
However, some thought this might be the only way to make such a fight fair because that was just how much of a threat the one known as the Demon would be.
Out in the crowd itself in one of the standing areas, Amir had come out, after leaving the Dark Faction area, and had looked at the screen with the display in names.
“It makes me wonder with this happening, what those kids will do,” Amir said as if he was speaking to himself.
Soon though, a hooded man came over and stood by his side.
“I have no idea what he is thinking,” the hooded man said. “But the fact that you are here means you want me to make my move soon, correct?”