However, Wang Zhong was actually able to use such a method to break Pateroff's Spiral Dash. How terrifying was his eyesight and execution ability?
Cecil's eyes flickered with incomparable complexity.
"Captain Cecil, can't you show me something new?" Wang Zhong said with a chuckle. "Don't use the same moves you've used before!"
Cecil didn't utter a single word as he stared fixedly at Wang Zhong. Indeed, he didn't plan on revealing too much of his strength in this exchange, as his goal was the CHF. Even if he wanted to take action during the group battle, it would already be too late. This was also why Cecil felt regret in his heart. If he had used his full strength earlier, the outcome might have been different. Therefore, he had to find Wang Zhong and regain his face!
He didn't refute Wang Zhong's words. Instead, he slowly pulled back his right hand that was holding onto his sword. Squatting down slightly, he condensed a wave of Soul Power and said, "I originally didn't plan on using my trump card here. Wang Zhong, you're indeed capable. You're even better at concealing your strength than me. However, you're not my match!"
At this moment, the sharp intent radiating from Cecil's body suddenly decreased, appearing as though he had returned a blade to its sheath. However, what replaced it was a heavy atmosphere akin to a towering mountain.
Amateurs would just watch for excitement, while experts would see the artistry. Excitement and fighting intent appeared on Wang Zhong's face.
"Heavy Sword Stance!"
Cecil gave a muffled roar as he raised his sword and took a slow step forward.
Bang!
Muffled sounds of swords clashing rang out within the large hall.
There wasn't the explosive dash from before, nor was there any dazzling sword move. However, at the instant the sword move was executed, its speed suddenly increased!
It was only a distance of a few inches, but the speed of the sword was faster than any other fast sword move. What was even more frightening was the power behind the sword move. It caused Wang Zhong to make a mistake in his judgement, causing the runic sword in his hand to nearly be sent flying out of his hand!
This was closely followed by a second sword move!
The seemingly slow sword move was condensed with a terrifying sword intent. Furthermore, it was closely linked, making it impossible for Wang Zhong to evade.
Great skill may appear clumsy!
Bang!
Wang Zhong was sent flying 7 to 8 metres back.
Scarlet's mind, which had just relaxed a little with great difficulty, quickly tensed up again. Heavy Sword Style!
Scarlet naturally knew what kind of freaks this was. This was a sword technique that only Heroic Soul Stage soldiers could grasp. It was somewhat similar to the Potter Clan's ancient fist technique, the Inch Punch. Turning complexity into simplicity, it was a realm that allowed one to truly understand the power and speed of soul power. This wasn't a sword technique, but a realm that Cecil had reached. Only with his talent and hard work would he be able to achieve such an understanding of the sword.
"Your soul power is too weak. How many of my moves can you take?" Cecil's footsteps continued to approach. "Or you can try dodging as much as you can!"
"You think too much."
Stabilizing his centre of gravity, Wang Zhong twisted his wrist and swung the runic sword in his hand. With a hum, the tip of the sword started to vibrate.
Cecil's heavy sword style had finally made him excited. Frankly speaking, the OP was admittedly able to help him verify some of his ideas and combat techniques. However, what he longed for the most was actual combat. Perhaps a person would think too much, but the desire for combat had already seeped deep into his bones. Even the stimulation of victory and defeat in actual combat, the danger to his life, and the uncertainty of the entire group battle were all able to bring him great excitement.
That's right. This was the feeling of being alive. It wasn't a boundless dark reverie.
Ding ~ ~ ~
As the two swords collided, Wang Zhong's sword seemed to have struck his opponent's heavy sword.
Bang …
Cecil explosively retreated five or six steps, the runic sword in his hand nearly falling out of his grasp. Wang Zhong, on the other hand, hadn't even moved an inch. Cecil was dumbfounded, and so was Scarlet. Cecil's soul power was roughly double that of Wang Zhong's. Although it wasn't an absolute one plus one equals two in combat, it was still an absolute suppression.
Yet, that sword just now had actually smashed apart Cecil's heavy sword style …
Scarlet felt as though she was hallucinating.
Cecil stared fixedly at the runic sword in Wang Zhong's hand. The vibrating tip of the sword was the result of excessive soul power pouring into it. Could it be that the soul power he sensed was actually an illusion? Was it because Wang Zhong had concentrated his soul power into his attack, causing the defensive soul power on the surface of his body to be too weak?
Or could it be that his soul power possessed the ability to confuse others? This wasn't anything new. There were even some people who specialized in researching the ability to disguise soul power.
Bang Bang Bang …
Cecil, who had mustered all of his soul power, was nearly defeated by Wang Zhong's three swords. When the fourth sword came slashing towards him, Cecil let out an explosive roar and fiercely waved his left hand, causing a ray of light to radiate out!
Humm ~ ~
An invisible force caused Wang Zhong's entire sword to veer to the side. Although this force didn't seem to be very strong, it had a powerful guiding force. As the sword veered, it instantly opened up Wang Zhong's chest. What followed was Cecil's swift sword that changed its trajectory!
Repulsion special ability, this was Cecil's hidden trump card!
Things like special abilities were best kept hidden. At crucial moments, it would become the deciding factor in victory.
However, at this moment, Wang Zhong's body suddenly swayed. Swaying, he turned around and stabbed out with his sword.
That strange repulsion special ability rushed over once again, easily deflecting Cecil's sword. Wang Zhong took advantage of the momentum of his sword swing to turn around and send a fierce kick towards Cecil's back.
This time, Cecil didn't have the time to activate his special ability. Wang Zhong's runic sword had attracted too much of his attention … How could he use his leg at this moment!
Bang!
The powerful force of the kick sent Cecil flying a dozen meters back. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
But before he could stabilize himself, the sound of a sword whistling rang out from behind him.
Cecil never imagined that his greatest killing move, the special ability that he had hidden for an entire year, would fail to achieve any results after unleashing it. Instead, he had been beaten into such a miserable state.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about the blood that was about to spurt out from his throat. Turning around, he sent out another special ability.
It was a pity that stiff moves were useless. This was also the case for special abilities. Wang Zhong's sword was just a feint. With a sway of his sword, the repulsive force instantly missed its target. In the next instant, the tip of the sword was already pointing towards Cecil's throat.
The large hall finally quietened down.
Cecil's half-turned body didn't move. The runic sword in his hand also maintained its turning motion. It seemed as though his entire body had turned stiff, but the hand that held the sword had started to tremble slightly.
Ever since he had lost to Laura's violence last year, he had been training bitterly behind closed doors for a year. Originally, he had been brimming with confidence and wanted to display his skills in the CHF. He even had a 50-60% chance of defeating that terrifying beast girl and the squadron she led. But now, everything was over.
After being defeated by an academy that was ranked last in the previous year, the squadron that was on the brink of collapse was already on the verge of collapse. He had come here to help those fellows regain their fighting spirit. However, he had never imagined that even his dignity and confidence would be thrown away in this dark night.
His eyes gradually dimmed and the fiery confidence within them gradually disappeared. The corner of his mouth trembled slightly, as though he wanted to say something. But in the end, not a single word came out.
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