The people of the academy should still be partying in the arena, while the society was incomparably quiet. There shouldn't be anyone here to disturb them.
It wasn't hard to guess Scarlet's thoughts. She hoped that this would be a private duel. Even if Wang Zhong lost, it wouldn't destroy the prestige and status he had painstakingly built up in the academy.
Cecil didn't mind. It didn't matter if there was an audience or not. What he wanted wasn't glory or face, since it couldn't be salvaged.
He just wanted to use his actions to tell his team members who were on the verge of collapse that no enemy was invincible. As long as you wanted to, you would definitely have a chance to defeat them! No matter what method you used!
Pa pa pa pa …
The lights in the hall lit up in rows, brightly illuminating the wide hall that was more than a hundred square meters wide.
Cecil casually walked in and looked around before standing in the middle of the large hall.
In his hand was a runic sword. Although the runic patterns on the sword's body could be considered to be of superior quality, it was still a standard product. He did not bring along his trademark small round shield. After all, the configuration of a group battle and a solo duel were ultimately different. "Do I need to give you time to prepare your weapon?"
Wang Zhong chuckled and waved his hand. He walked over to the Black Rose's weapon rack.
Scarlet was a little flabbergasted. She had come to Black Rose to duel with the intention of going to the Prodigy Society to retrieve Wang Zhong's cross wheels. But from Wang Zhong's words, could it be that he didn't need them?
"Wang Zhong." Scarlet walked over. "Do you want me to go get them for you?"
Wang Zhong knew that Scarlet was talking about the cross wheels. He smiled and shook his head. He casually picked up the weapons on the rack and gestured.
These were ordinary rune weapons used by societies for training. They couldn't be considered excellent, but they could still be used. There were blades, spears, swords, and bows. Cecil narrowed his eyes and quietly waited. As long as Wang Zhong agreed, victory would be in his hands. If he didn't have no other choice, he wouldn't want to bully the weak. Wang Zhong was clearly a brainless captain. Dueling him would be bullying him.
Scarlet didn't know what Wang Zhong was thinking. There didn't seem to be any weapons suitable for him.
Fortunately, captain Wang Zhong didn't spend too much time acting pretentiously. Looking at the sword in Cecil's hand, he picked up a runic sword. Swinging his wrist, the sword's edge streaked across the air, creating whooshing sounds as it sliced through the air.
Captain Wang nodded in satisfaction. "This one."
Scarlet, who was standing beside him, gawked. She really couldn't understand what Wang Zhong was trying to do. His opponent was very serious, and he would definitely get into trouble if he continued like this. "Wang Zhong … you know how to use a sword?"
Wang Zhong laughed. "Actually, I've always wanted to be a swordsman!"
Thinking, thinking of becoming a swordsman … Scarlet felt that her brain had short-circuited.
Cecil was also stunned. An archer with a sword? Are you kidding me?
"Are you sure you want to use a sword?" Cecil said coldly, "No matter what you choose, I won't show any mercy!"
His opponent might have thought that he was just joking, but he wasn't in the mood to joke around. The weak were prey to the strong. He wanted to find confidence in his team through his opponent. No one might have seen this battle, but their captain would be lying in the hospital tomorrow.
"No need, no need." Wang Zhong chuckled. Walking onto the stage, he pointed the tip of his sword towards the ground. "Please."
He's actually really going to use a sword …
Scarlet felt extremely nervous in her heart. She didn't hope to win, but rather hoped that she wouldn't get injured. Perhaps this was also good. Even if she lost, she wouldn't lose too much face.
Taking a deep breath, Cecil didn't waste any more words. The tip of the sword in his hand slowly pointed downwards. A sharp glint gradually radiated from his body, causing his entire being to appear just like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed!
Aura was something that didn't belong to the Casted Soul Stage. Even if some people tried their best to imitate one's gaze, actions and other aspects, they would only be able to obtain the form and not the spirit. This was a will that was truly fused with profound martial arts and powerful Soul Power. Even in the CHF Great Competition where heroes gathered, only the trump cards of the various great squadrons would be able to achieve such a feat.
Both of them stood with the tip of their swords pointed downwards. However, compared to Cecil's sharpness, Wang Zhong appeared much more casual, causing people to feel that he wasn't a threat at all. Nevertheless, a sliver of self-confidence that only a victor could possess hung on his face. It appeared as though he didn't have any aura, yet he wasn't affected by the sharpness of his opponent's sharpness.
Scarlet grew even more worried. She was afraid that Wang Zhong was still immersed in today's great victory. Cecil could be considered to be a person with a bottom line, but this bottom line wasn't firm. Even Scarlet believed that the alcohol and the relaxation after such a great victory had affected Wang Zhong's judgement. However, she couldn't say anything. Wang Zhong was also a normal person. If he tried to stop Cecil in a seemingly rational and calm manner, it might leave an indelible shadow in his heart. In fact, Scarlet felt that she shouldn't have appeared here. If it was just the two of them fighting, perhaps Wang Zhong would be more at ease. However, she couldn't leave now.
If she did, it would only show that she didn't have any confidence in Wang Zhong. Just like that, the two of them faced off against each other. Under the bright lights, the atmosphere was heavy, while the darkness outside the window was completely silent.
Scarlet felt as though the air in the entire room had solidified, causing her to feel so nervous that she couldn't breathe. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Gulp …
Just at this moment, Wang Zhong and Cecil's wrists flipped slightly at the same time. A long cry rang out from their swords!
The speed of the two seemed to be equally fast. In the blink of an eye, they had already rushed to the center of the stage. Their swords collided with a loud bang, causing sparks to fly in all directions!
The sliver of contempt in Cecil's eyes instantly disappeared. His opponent's soul power wasn't much, but the timing, speed, strength, and aura of his sword were unexpectedly on par with his!
This wasn't an ability that an archer should possess. This fellow …
A glint flashed across Cecil's eyes. The tip of his sword abruptly pulled back from the trajectory of the collision and soul power burst forth!
The tip of his sword stabbed out at a strange frequency. It seemed chaotic and disorderly, with not a single sword aimed at Wang Zhong's vitals. However, every single sword seemed to form an indescribable resonance with each other.
Sword Array, Adolf's Thirteen Consecutive Slashes!
Ordinary academical swordsmen would perhaps remain at the basic level, purely pursuing speed and strength. However, the most important aspect of a true swordsman was their sword formation!
What was a sword formation?
There were many seemingly useless stabs in the air. Some of them were used to seal off the opponent's movements and space to dodge, while others were used to force the opponent to make defensive movements. Between reality and falsehood, only one or two swords hidden within were the true killing moves!
Due to his soul power being suppressed, coupled with Cecil's powerful eruption, Wang Zhong was forced to retreat continuously.
This was a complete killing formation. It was also a sword formation that had been meticulously designed by many experts and teachers of Adolf. Every time the opponent responded, every step he took, there would always be a corresponding change within the sword formation that would seal off his opponent's movements.
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