From one moment to another, Abel had fallen into a rather complicated situation, he even began to regret saying that, unless a mutated thunder and fire lion appeared in front of him, he would stop.
"It seems I spoke too soon, although they didn't send me one, if they did send me two people who, along with those weapons, will most likely be equated with one."
Abel was speechless at this, he never expected to receive instant karma, but it was that, although both were only in the stage of martial disciple, together and with the weapons they carried, even a martial soldier would complicate the matter.
"I also heard that they are geniuses in their fields, so their strength must jump ranks..., wasn't this a common village? Where did these 2 demonic geniuses come from?"
But Abel didn't have time to think anymore, suddenly, Drake began to circulate his spiritual qi, with which he unleashed a fiery fist technique, striking directly at Abel.
On the other hand, Lyan drew the sword from him and slashed in Abel's direction, executing a sword technique imbued with purple lightning.
Feeling the pressure of both techniques, which were reinforced by the weapons they carried, Abel for the first time adopted a serious expression on his face, as a will to fight burned within him.
"Hmph, not even the blue fire and thunder lion managed to defeat me, do you think they can?"
Thus, while those thoughts ran in his mind, Abel drew his two daggers and quickly slashed towards Drake's fist attack, cutting it in two, then blocking Lyan's cut by crossing both daggers, taking a couple of steps back.
This sight astonished everyone present who, seeing that both Drake and Lyan had become "serious", even unleashing great martial techniques.
"AMAZING! The attack Drake used is a mid-human rank martial technique called a fiery fist, but Abel managed to cut it in half!"
"I must be dreaming, isn't the sword technique Lyan used the famous lightning sword sect's 7-slash technique? How did Lyan get it?"
"You're right, I once saw someone from the lightning sword sect use that attack, although Lyan used only one cut, his power was incredible, but the most scandalous thing is that Abel managed to block that cut, also, did you see how easily it What did he do? From the movements he showed and his daggers, he must be quite an outstanding swordsman."
Not only did the crowd roar with excitement, both Fred and Clark in their respective places immediately rose to their feet upon seeing the techniques both boys had unleashed, looking at each other with suspicion.
A short time later, it was Fred who spoke first.
"I didn't expect the lightning sword sect to act so soon, already choosing a disciple and secretly training him, you even gave him one of your sect's famous sword techniques."
At Fred's mockery, Clark snorted in annoyance and quickly added:
"Hmph, don't play the saint with me, the technique that Drake used looks like the fiery fist, but it actually has differences, if not I'm wrong, it must be a variation of the 4 rising stars technique that your patriarch was good at, now I wonder why they modified it to make it compatible with the fire attribute?"
Hearing this, Fred's complexion darkened, he didn't expect Clark to notice the differences in techniques, even acknowledging that it was a modification of his patriarch's signature technique, so to avoid further suspicion, he just coldly snorted and did not answer.
The lady had seen this entire exchange from her side, making him sigh inwardly.
"These two had obviously already sought out their respective geniuses before the selection, even nurturing them in advance, furthermore, neither mentioned about the weapons each has, from what I can see, they both have the seal of my fiery blood sect, for which is obvious who provided them."
Thinking up to here, the lady could only sigh at this, she never expected that both sects could be so shameless, but she decided not to say anything, after all, she would not make any difference.
"On the other hand, that brat is surprising, despite the disparity in strength and armament, he managed to defend himself splendidly, I'm sure even these two companions didn't expect this result either."
And it was just as the lady of the Burning Blood sect supposed, although both Clark and Fred were annoyed when they saw that their opponent had thought the same thing and had carried it out in secret, they did not dwell on it anymore, but they were amazed that the child could cope with both even under these conditions.
Meanwhile, in the arena, Abel had been staring at both of them, who had dark expressions on their faces, clearly very upset that he was able to repel their attacks.
Thus, the first to speak this time was Lyan, who was looking at Abel with annoyance.
"It's amazing that you were able to withstand that first cut, although I still haven't mastered this technique perfectly, I can at least get 4 more cuts, each one stronger than the last, let's see if you can keep acting so cocky after that."
And immediately after, Lyan was placed in an attack stance, with his sword tilted slightly upwards, suddenly, purple rays began to flash through his body, concentrating on his sword, obviously, this attack would be much more powerful than Abel's had braked before.
On the other hand, Drake only frowned, but didn't attack, he walked away a bit and decided to wait and see the result.
Lyan didn't keep Abel waiting long, who, with much greater speed, approached Abel, sending the first slash of his sword.
This caught Abel off guard, he did not expect his opponent to approach much faster than before so, somewhat hastily, he used the arts of the double sword and quickly attacked towards the first slash he had thrown Lyan.
The impact made Abel recoil even further, but he managed to hold his ground from that first cut, but he quickly adjusted his posture, he knew that this was only the first cut, so according to what Lyan said, each cut would be more powerful.
Just as Abel expected, as soon as Lyan saw that his first slash was repelled, he attacked again, this time sending a second and third slash in a chain.
Faced with the pressure Abel felt from both cuts, he could only curse in his mind.
"This power is already close to a late martial disciple's blow, but what kind of martial technique is this? It must definitely be a lower earth rank, how come the village has such a thing?"
Having no time to think further, Abel was left with no choice but to use heavenly qi to propel his double sword art.
Immediately afterwards, both daggers lit up with a brilliant golden color, but unlike when he fought the blue fire and thunder lion, his daggers did not grow in size, clearly Abel had not put all of himself into that attack.
Seeing this, both Drake and Lyan were surprised, by the aura that both daggers of Abel emanated, they could both tell that his power was very close to them, but already at his level,
This caused Lyan's expression to become unsightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he used more spirit qi and threw a fourth slash, leaving his complexion somewhat pale, clearly still unable to throw that slash at will.
Seeing this, Abel gritted his teeth, and with a scream that echoed through the sand, he launched himself towards the incoming cuts, hitting them with his own chained cuts, thus destroying the 2nd and third cuts.
By the fourth cut, Abel knew that he had to use more power if he wanted to repeat the same feat above, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Drake was not where he was before, alarming him and causing him to make a decision.
"It looks like someone wants to hunt in rough waters, well then, I'll give you a chance to show yourself."
Thus, Abel again corrected his posture, willing to destroy the 4th strike without resorting to using more celestial qi.
"If I want to do this, I will have to resort to more chained attacks in the shortest time possible... well then, let's get to it!"
While his blood burned with excitement, Abel again launched himself towards the last cut, which was clearly much more powerful than the previous two by a large margin, when he was already at a certain distance, he began to launch his own cuts in a chained way, causing several golden lights to collide with the incoming cut, weakening it little by little.
Just as the last slash Abel threw struck the purple light from the incoming slash, he managed to destroy it, causing Lyan to be stunned at the sight, lowering his guard for a moment.
Although somewhat exhausted from having neutralized the power of the purple light beam thrown by Lyan, Abel noticed that Lyan was somewhat distracted, so he unleashed the previously learned movement technique to the maximum, quickly arriving in front of Lyan, who, upon noticing Abel reacted quickly, but it was too late.
Abel stowed the daggers from him, and, enveloped in a purple aura, unleashed a palm strike, which was aimed at Lyan's chest, sending him flying out of the arena.
Seeing this, the crowd erupted into an uproar, they were about to shout Abel's name when suddenly, a searing aura came from Abel's back, who was apparently exhausted after launching that attack towards Lyan, while a few words said coldly echoed through the place.
"Art of the 5 stars, star that descends."
Immediately afterwards, a huge explosion occurred on stage, stunned the crowd, who only saw a slightly powdered boy, standing with his hands crossed behind his back, coldly staring towards the stage.