"Number 79, Tianjing Academy, Grai!"
It was only until the latter half of the CHF that Grai's name finally appeared on the stage.
"Ah! It's that handsome guy! He's finally up on stage! I've been waiting for a long time! "
"Grai, do your best! Ha! Come back and get first place! " Hymin and the others were also cheering. However, those words clearly caused people to feel slightly amused. In terms of looks alone, Grai was definitely in the top 3 of the handsome male rankings. Disregarding his status, Grai was even slightly better than the Ice Prince Vladimir and Gui Hao.
"Are those people from Tianjing crazy? How can they make such a joke? "
"Ah, what a bunch of country bumpkins. That heavy soldier of theirs was able to get into the TOP5 with just a little bit of offensive talent. Now, they don't even know what their surnames are."
"Don't talk about fighting against experts. That skinny monkey-like pretty boy might not be able to last even a minute."
"Country bumpkins don't have any knowledge. Everyone, don't blame them. Ha ha!" Casio's laughter was rather unbridled, intentionally allowing Grai to hear it clearly. "However, if he were to wear women's clothing, he would have a different kind of flavor."
"Captain Casio is wise! I suddenly feel very impulsive! Ha ha!"
"Senior, please." Grai appeared rather courteous on stage, giving people a feeling that he was always calm and unhurried. It appeared as though no one had ever seen him get anxious, much less feel pressured.
Those participating in this CHF were all elites. If they were members of aristocratic families, there might be some who would look down on these soldiers. Even though they were at the Heroic Soul Stage, they would definitely be inferior to them in the future. However, if they were ordinary people, they would treat them as if they were facing a great enemy, hoping that they could perform well. However, this was an opponent. Only Grai treated them with a normal heart, and gave them the proper etiquette. Furthermore, this respect came from the bottom of his heart.
Truthfully speaking, those who had come out of the military were not very fond of such so-called etiquette. The so-called etiquette of raising one's hand was something that those fellows who had grown up in the Federation's greenhouse followed. Their fights were truly life and death battles, and they were willing to use any means necessary. In a combat arena where one could lose their life in the next second, etiquette was just a fart. However, this wasn't a battlefield, but a competition arena of the Federation. As soldiers, they should obtain the proper respect they deserved.
Yes, just respect.
It had to be said that despite the cold expression on his face, he still felt a little comfortable in his heart. It was just that … his opponent's strength was a little weak. A C rank squadron, which meant that they were at the bottom of this batch of squadrons. They probably wanted to use this method to get him to go easy on them. However, it was a pity that this was impossible. At the very most, he would be a little more lenient when he knocked him unconscious.
"Come on." He said coldly, but just as he finished speaking, Grai, who looked harmless and warm like a baby, had already turned into a ray of white light!
Advancing at an extreme speed, soul power erupted — — Sword Slash!
The instructor's pupils constricted. Interesting, he was actually pretending to be weak. This made him think more highly of him. Unfortunately, it was still an action of a weakling who had no other choice. For a warrior who had been through hundreds of battles, if he couldn't even react to this ambush, he wouldn't have been able to live until today.
The instructor seemed to have taken action in an instant. The eruption of his Soul Power was simply not something that a Casted Soul Stage could match up to. His palms came together in an instant!
A 'ding' rang out, as the rapidly trembling tip of the sword swayed less than 5 inches in front of the instructor's eyes. The momentum of the sword had been exhausted, and he had used his bare hands to block Grai's blade!
Seeing this, the surrounding audience breathed a sigh of relief. Being too good-looking would, in fact, attract hatred. The majority of males were disgusted by this. If this pretty boy's sneak attack had succeeded, how could they endure it?
Some of the girls with strength hoped that Grai would have a little bit of strength behind him. They hoped that he wouldn't be a useless spearhead that looked like it was made of silver. If that were to happen, it would be a waste of his face. Although this move of showing weakness to his opponent wasn't bad, it was a pity that the instructor was stronger!
Nevertheless, the instructor who had succeeded in blocking Grai's blade with his bare hands was genuinely shocked to the point of breaking out in cold sweat. That's because the runic sword he had caught didn't have any strength behind it. … It was a complete feint, and his judgement was completely wrong. At the same time, Grai had already closed in, his left hand stabbing out like a knife towards the instructor's throat. Seemingly subconsciously retreating backwards, Grai's true killing move had already arrived.
Bang …
Condensing all of his strength, the fist accurately smashed against the instructor's chest.
There wasn't an overly explosive force behind the punch, but a throbbing ripple. Layers of shockwaves spread out, causing the instructor's Soul Power defence to unexpectedly shatter apart. The massive force smashed against his chest, causing his heart to turn numb. His entire body flew 5 to 6 metres back before coming to a stop. Grai didn't give chase, and just stood there with a faint smile on his face.
The exchange between the two had only lasted for a split second. After stabilising himself, the instructor's face turned slightly pale, and he gawked for a moment.
"You've won." Exhaling a long breath, the instructor casually tossed the longsword in his hand to the side.
With a faint smile, Grai gave a respectful bow and said, "Thank you for your guidance. I was lucky!"
With a bitter smile, the instructor shook his head and said, "A loss is a loss, and a win is a win." After saying that, he left the stage.
Frankly speaking, if his opponent had used his full strength, he might not have fainted. However, this was a competition, and his opponent had already held back. No matter how thick Grai's skin was, he would not take action again. What's more, his opponent's performance was indeed remarkable. Although his strength couldn't be said to be top-notch, his combat tactics were absolutely top-notch. He had cleverly made use of his C rank evaluation, as well as his humble attitude. The crux of the matter was that Grai's face was too bewildering. Who would have thought that such a sunny boy would be so sharp and incisive?
Grai, victory.
A wave of uproar rang out across the entire arena, with everyone having different reactions. Some felt extremely excited and surprised, while others felt that the instructor had gone easy on him. There were even some who felt that there was some shady business going on. What kind of mess was this? The instructor had lost in less than 10 seconds???
Even Mo Ling, a Mo's List expert, had fought for a long time before obtaining victory. How many seconds had this Grai started? Was it 10 seconds? Or 5 seconds?
The entire viewing gallery was already dumbfounded.
What's going on?!
Almost everyone in the arena could be considered as experts, and all of them possessed basic eyesight. They weren't like the onlookers in the OP. However, there were still very few people who were able to clearly see what had happened in that instant.
Only at this moment did some people react. They hurriedly opened their Skylink and searched for the video that had just happened on the official website.
In the slow-motion video, the entire process of the fight was extremely clear. In that split second, there had been a total of two exchanges, the Startling Rainbow Sword Strike and the Empty-Handed Blade Strike. However, that was merely a feint from Grai. Feints were easy to say, but the problem was that it was a feint to confuse a Heroic Soul Stage soldier. That sword strike looked no different from a full-powered strike, and was filled with vigor. This showed that Grai's Soul Power control was absolutely extraordinary. Following that, he had used the Golden Hammer Shedding Shell in a smooth and flowing manner, and followed up with a hand blade to trick his opponent once again. That hand blade was still a feint, while his right hand was the killing move.
This killing move, from the Soul Power fluctuations radiating from his fist, was the Oscillating Fist!
This was a Soul Power fist technique that only families and top-notch soldiers that specialized in ancient martial arts could comprehend!
However … Oscillating Fist?
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