Chapter 143


    Crack! The Shockwave Cobra broke free from vin''s grasp, charging wildly, striking earlier than


    vin instructed toward Lylian''s Swordsmanship. Its speed was incredibly fast, impossible to


    evade.


    With a loud explosion, the sound echoed throughout the arena. The Shockwave Cobra shattered on


    the spot, breaking through the white brilliance and even pushing back Lylian, nearly drowning her in


    uncontroble flying sparks.


    Lylian''s face was stern as she retreated again and again, but vin, cutting through the chaotic


    storm of lightning, rushed forward at great speed.


    ng! ng! ng!


    The fierce sh reignited, with vin forcefully turning the tide of battle. His whole body was


    wrapped in lightning. The Dawnedge de in his hand gathered the electric brilliance, and his


    swordy became more and more ferocious, pushing Lylian back relentlessly.


    The atmosphere in the arena heated up once more, with many spectators shouting in excitement at


    the spectacle.


    The Cobalt Strike Elders changed their expressions stealthily. Was this truly vin they knew?


    Marthew and the other five Elders were in disbelief. Facing praise from Elders of various


    Organizations, they could only respond with awkward smiles.


    "Lylian, break away from him; don''t get entangled," the girls of the Floral Enchantress urged


    anxiously, sweating with worry.


    E watched vin on the stage with great enthusiasm. This scene surprised her once more.


    The top heirs of various Organizations exchanged nces, each seeing the surprise in the others''


    eyes.


    "You big brute, does picking on a littledy make you feel aplished? Back off!" Lylian shouted


    fiercely. Her attack suddenly became sharp as she forced vin back, summoning a breeze around


    her, and preparing to ascend to the skies.


    However...


    "Earthtorrent Greatde!" vin stomped and leaped into the air, his swordy suddenly gaining


    weight. A majestic sword pressure, real and powerful, centered around the ancient de, shook the


    tform, overwhelming Lylian and making many spectators around the stands retreat


    subconsciously from the oppressive force.


    Lylian was forced back to the ground, her steps faltering, her face paling. As she was about to


    counter, vin''s Dawnedge de was already at her brow. His presence was sharp as the sword''s


    edge, his gaze piercing. "Surrender? Or shall we continue?"


    The intense battle came to a sudden halt. From tumultuous to stillness, the abrupt change left many


    disoriented.


    Lylian stood her ground, her silver sword raised halfway. Her stronger Swordsmanship was ready to


    be unleashed, but... there was no chance left. She paused, instinctively raising her sword again.


    vin pushed his sword forward, the cold tip kissing her brow. “Don’t move now. I really could hurt


    you.”


    The Protégées of the Floral Enchantress covered their mouths in disbelief, watching the stage –


    had Lylian lost?


    The Protégés of Cobalt Strike were even more incredulous – had vin won again?


    vin’s sword tip still pointed at Lylian’s brow, and he asked once more. "Shall we continue?"


    Lylian pouted, her eyes reddening, tears falling on the spot as she stared at vin with a sense of


    reluctance. "I haven''t used my full strength yet."


    vin''s strong aura copsed, not knowing how to respond. What was this all about?


    "Step back. Let''s go again," Lylian said, her mouth tight, clearly not satisfied with the end.


    "Sorry, fighting you is truly pointless," vin stated tly, his sword tip advancing once more.


    "You... despicable!"


    vin shrugged, indifferent.


    "Lylian," the Protégées of the Floral Enchantress hurriedly went up to the stage, embracing Lylian


    as they left the tform, casting ''fierce'' looks at vin before departing – he truly didn''t understand


    how to treat a fairdy.


    The crowd was in uproar, emotions running high. There was nothing more thrilling than a


    eback.'' vin surprised them once again, with both his swordsmanship and lightning Combat


    Magic, showing them a more real andplete vin. He won beautifully and spectacrly.


    At The sh of Eight Orders, a stage where only geniuses tread, for a Stage VIII Protégé to


    perform so astonishingly was beyond belief.


    Yet, the ending was too abrupt, leaving many yearning for more.


    The Protégés of various Organizations were left wondering if vin was really just at Stage VIII.


    "Commander Kashann, you''ve got a fine seedling there, quite impressive," the old city lord nodded


    with a smile.


    However, the Bloodlore Commander provocatively asked, "Is vin truly a servant of your


    Organization? Why would such a Protégé be a servant? If you don''t fancy him, send him to us, I''ll


    trade you ten servants for him."


    Commander Kashann chuckled without replying, unsure of what to say. He wondered where the


    sword came from and where these Sword Skills originated. It was certain they were not of Cobalt


    Strike''s teachings.


    "I dere, the victor is..." The judge was about to announce the winner when vin suddenly raised


    his voice, challenging once more. "Cobalt Strike''s vin challenges the Earthbound Spirits!"


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    "What do you wish to aplish?" the judge asked vin. Was he not satisfied with the fight?


    "I aim for the top ten," vin rified, his intention clear. If he was there to make a name, why not


    do something outrageous?