Chương 192: War God’s — Chapter 193 - Formidable Opponent, Holy Light Kellen, Eye of Judgment!

Offstage.

"What sword technique is that? I'm in the Heavenly Capital Sword Department and I've never seen it!"

"Such an incredible sword technique! Even at fourth realm, I can't fully perceive it..."

"Looks like Phantom Sword Art. Two students from our main sword department at Bahaia University learned it last year."

"The sword technique is secondary. This Wang Xian's combat intelligence is off the charts, pure experience domination. Viktor didn't even get to use the trump card he'd been holding back. Strong! Seriously strong!"

"The sword technique is definitely not secondary. Wang Xian's Phantom Sword Art is extremely refined, and he's paired it with Stacking Wave Force. That Nine-Flash Sword Trace move is terrifying!"

"Damn, it's actually Phantom Sword Art! The training requirements for this sword art are ridiculously demanding, not one bit lower than Tiger Malevolence Blade Art!"

"Such an obscure technique. The North Bear Grandmasters were studying Principal Luo, but I bet they never imagined her disciple would know this sword art..." Most of the students below erupted in discussion. Onstage.

"Little Luo, why does Wang Xian's Phantom Sword Art feel so... authentic?" Principal Song looked toward Luo Cihan. The students could only recognize the sword art's origin. But as a principal, he could naturally see just how authentic this technique was. Especially the Nine-Flash Sword Trace. Its strength lay in the footwork. Once Phantom Folding Step was mastered, Nine-Flash Sword Trace would possess nine parts of its true essence. The remaining part depended on comprehension.

One needed to grasp that free-flowing, improvisational attack essence within the move, as unconstrained as a heavenly steed soaring across the skies, with no one able to predict where the next sword trace would appear. Making it impossible to judge. One could only rely on special perception to barely sense a fraction of it. In this way, the difficulty of countering this move skyrocketed! The key, Phantom Folding Step, required a certain level of spatial martial talent to unleash its perfect effect.

Principal Luo thought: You're asking me? How would I know? I just personally taught him enough to learn Nine-Flash Sword Trace and get about 50 or 60 percent of its essence. Who would have thought he'd actually master it to a full 100 percent? But this kid has no martial talent. How did he train this footwork to such exquisite precision? Could it be... that a person's martial learning aptitude can break through the limitations of the martial arts themselves?

Looking at that spirited figure onstage, Principal Luo remained silent. She merely tilted her head slightly and stole a glance. Her little disciple's starry eyes gleamed without pause. She looked again at the excited discussions below, then at the several Grandmasters whose expressions had shifted subtly, especially Great Grandmaster Ivan, whose face wore an expression of utter constipation. Principal Luo smiled. The slight stifling feeling in her heart was instantly diluted.

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"Impressive Phantom Sword Art." Great Grandmaster Ivan sized Wang Xian up from head to toe.

"This is not a sword art that Grandmaster Luo specializes in. For you to learn it to this level in such a short time..." The Great Grandmaster gave a cold snort:"Your Dragon Country truly produces talents in every generation!"

"The Grandmaster flatters me." Wang Xian cupped his hands.

"I merely took a shortcut. In a real fight, I might not necessarily defeat this North Bear student." Viktor thought to himself: If I had been prepared, how could I have lost so quickly? If he had unlocked his gene locks right at the start and directly suppressed him with terrifying life force through axe techniques, Wang Xian simply wouldn't have been able to withstand it. He had forgotten: when a higher realm fights a lower realm, there's no need to seize any early advantage.

No need to engage in any martial chess match. Just crush with raw numbers... Viktor replayed everything in his mind and was instantly filled with regret. After thinking it over, it still came down to his own severe lack of practical combat experience. But he also accepted the loss wholeheartedly, walking straight down and treating this defeat as a tempering experience. A momentary victory or defeat is merely a stepping stone beneath the feet of us martial practitioners.

Without these stepping stones, how could there be a martial path? Such reasonable words! He expressed full agreement!

"A mere Phantom Sword Art, that's all..." Great Grandmaster Albert smiled.

"Little Kellen, go and let this friend witness the spear arts of our Great Eagle Empire!"

"None of those roundabout tricks!"

"Understood?" He patted Kellen on the shoulder. Kellen hesitated briefly but still stepped forward. To be honest, he wasn't keen on sparring with a third-realm Grandmaster's disciple. Especially since his teacher's meaning was for him not to hold back. Clearly, his teacher had also seen it. The method to break the opponent's sword moves was simple. If you can't crack it from the martial arts angle, then crush them with raw numbers. Plain and unadorned. But it felt a bit like bullying through sheer force.

However, thinking back to his earlier experience in the Vault of Heaven preliminary trial, he couldn't help but smile. What he lost in a trial, he never expected to win back in martial combat. Though it wasn't quite fair. But on the Grandmaster arena, in disciple combat, there is no fairness. Only victory and defeat. Because this doesn't just represent two individuals. It represents the martial path contention behind the Grandmasters. The remaining Grandmasters' disciples watched in silence.

The Chiba Ryuzaki siblings remained wordless, staring intently at the stage.

"Both of you, focus your attention on that taboo talent," Chiba Sato said in a deep voice.

"Don't pay too much attention to this person. He can't beat this early fourth-realm Kellen. The next one you face may very well be that taboo talent."

"That Southern Alliance one has some strength, but he's just making up the numbers. The remaining few disciples, if facing that taboo talent at full power, would have little ability to resist." The two siblings exchanged a glance and merely nodded lightly. But their gazes still did not leave. Onstage. Kellen stepped forward, his expression utterly serious:"Wang Xian, I won't hold back."

"Be careful."

"I lost to you once before."

"This time, I won't!" Wang Xian nodded:"Please, teach me." The protective barrier on the stage began displaying numbers. Until the moment "zero" appeared! Kellen gave a light shout. He did not immediately draw the long spear from his back. Instead, golden flames ignited across his entire body. This was not actual fire, but a special form shaped from prime energy. The golden flames condensed into circuits, directly forming three chains upon his body.

A surging, wave-like torrent of mighty power rolled forth from these three holy flame chains! These were precisely the gene locks symbolizing a martial practitioner's talent power! Open! At the same moment, Wang Xian vanished from his spot like an arrow loosed from the bowstring, a rare proactive attack. Under Phantom Folding Step, his figure rapidly disappeared. It seemed that with the combat experience from the first match, his Phantom Folding Step was now even more exquisite.

Below the stage, even fourth-realm martial practitioners found themselves completely unable to perceive his figure. They could only hazily capture a vague shadow.

"Eye of Judgment!" Kellen gave a light snort. Under the gene locks' augmentation, an ancient long spear appeared within his eyes. The long spear radiated dazzling light, brimming with sacred aura! The corners of his eyes even streamed out vortexes of energy like fireflies. The spear within his eyes seemed poised to burst forth. In an instant, the world within Kellen's eyes became nothing but pure light. Wherever the light shone, no shadow could hide! This scene made the audience below tremble.

In their hearts, they cried out "damn." Eye of Judgment was merely a high-level talent in the Great Eagle Empire. But! This innate talent could see through all illusions, transforming the world it observed into a surface bathed in holy light. Any flow of energy had nowhere to hide within the holy light. Phantom Folding Step, no matter how strong this footwork technique was, it would still leave afterimages in space. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called "phantom."

But so long as afterimages were left, even if the body's perception couldn't capture them, under the illumination of this Judgment talent's light, they could be captured in an instant! Done for! A pure and absolute counter! This thought instantly rose in everyone's minds. ➤ Next: This Afterimage, Is Real, You Know!