When it comes to the spells the Monster Slaying Regiment uses, there are three phases the soldiers In the regiment uses to to grade how far you have gone in the spell. These phases are the initial phase, the excellent phase and finally the perfect phase as the initial is the lowest while the perfect is the highest.
Each phase are divided by a huge gap which determines how talented you are in comprehending spells. Although Pearce wasn't confident in comprehending the first stage of the Sabre Arts till the Excellent phase, but he was certain that with the help of his replica, he will reach the initial phase of the first stage.
"Time Up!!" Menacing Demon condensed his qi towards his mouth as he announced which spread all around the Military Combat Pavilion.
"Phew…" Pearce exhaled as he withdrew his red colored sabers that was entirely made of his qi while walking out a remote area of the Pavilion as he walked towards where Menacing Demon and Venerable Phoebe stood.
«I should take over from here Pearce, it's sparring time» The replica said with glittering eyes.
«No can do my replica, I think I should do the sparring» Pearce replied to his replica calmly.
«What?» The replica suddenly said with a blank look on his face. But in the next moment, his eyebrows knitted as he spoke in a deep voice.
«You don't want me to do the sparring?»
When Pearce heard the question his replica asked him in a cold tone, he gritted his teeth slightly as he answered.
«Yes. Besides, I need to get some experience in battling someone for my future»
«Ok» The replica suddenly said with a slight smile on his face as he thought.
‹It seems he has figured it out›
What Pearce's replica meant by what he thought is that Pearce has finally figured out that if he wants to eradicate the monster that slaughtered his family 5 years ago, then he would need to prepare himself till when the time will come.
When Pearce finally stood right in front of the two Venerables, he could see other new recruits joining him. Some had a dejected expression while some has an excited expression on their faces.
"Those of you would couldn't get an offensive spell before the time limit should come to my right" Venerable Phoebe calmly said as she gazed at the new recruits in front of her.
Shockingly, half of the new recruits slowly walked towards Phoebe's right with a dejected expression on their faces.
'Well this is unexpected' Pearce thought as he calmly look at the new recruits who were at Venerable Phoebe right hand side. Not only him, but the rest of the new recruits had a surprised expression on there faces while Venerable Phoebe had a strange expression on her face as she sneakily glanced at Menacing Demon by her side before returning her gaze back at the new recruits in front of her.
"Now that I have selected who picked and who didn't amongst you people, the ones who picked will be allowed to spar amongst yourselfs while the non pickers shall go back to their dorms for another day" Phoebe announced as she began to walk towards the platform which is made out of Dark Meteorite.
"Follow me you greedy brats" Menacing Demon snorted as he quickly turned to walk out of the dome.
What he said weren't lies since slight explosions were made while the time was ticking for the new recruits to pick there spells which indicated that some of the recruits tried to get more than one spell but were instead blasted out with none.
While the new recruits who didn't get the chance to have an offensive spell followed Menacing Demon out of the dome, Venerable Phoebe who is now at the centre of the dark platform descended her gaze on the remaining recruits as she asked.
"So who amongst you would like to spar first?"
Immediately after Venerable Phoebe asked this question, a cold snort suddenly reverberated in the dome as Thomas Powell arrogantly walked up the platform, put his eyes on Pearce as he asked in an cold and deep tone.
"Pearce, come up here right now"
When the new recruits heard this cold command he gave Pearce, they couldn't help but knit there eyebrows as they all thought the same question in their mind.
'Is he this overbearing?'
Even Venerable Phoebe had her brows knitted as she thought of reprimanding Powell on how to treat his comrades. But she later calmed down when she saw Pearce walking into the platform with a carefree expression on his face.
"What's up with the gloominess on your face Powell? It's just an ordinary spar not a life or death match" Pearce asked with a mocking smile on his face.
"Hmph!!" Powell snorted coldly as he fixed his gaze on Pearce who now stood at the other end of the platform.
"Now that you two have successfully stepped on the platform, let me set the rules before the spar shall start" Venerable Phoebe said while calmly standing in between Powell and Pearce before she continued.
"This spar will only last for 10 minutes. If the winner doesn't emerge before the time runs out, I will end it as a draw. You aren't to use two different offensive spells in the spar to make everything fair. And finally no field spell allowed"
As soon as Venerable Phoebe finished announcing the rules for the spar, she glanced at Powell before she asked at both him and Pearce.
"Are you both ready?"
After seeing the two boys nodding there heads, she finally announced while moving back to the edge of the platform.
"Fight!!"
Serpent Movement!
As soon as Venerable Phoebe officially started the spar, Pearce activated his movement spell as two red sabers appeared on his hands.
"Hmph, trash!!" Powell coldly said as he also activated his movement spell.
Fiend Dash!!
When Powell activated his movement spell, he arrived in front of Pearce in a blink of an eye.
"What a speed!!" Max exclaimed with a shocked expression on his face.
"It seems this spar is already over" Hutton said as he shook his head. But what happened next rendered everyone watching the spar dumbstruck.
Right when Powell could use his dark colored sword to bash at Pearce, Pearce suddenly bent backwards to a shocking degree as he slightly dodged Powell strike. Not only that, but right when he successfully dodged Powell strike, he forcefully lifted up his two legs to do a backflip which in the the process of doing that jammed Powell's jaw with a frightening force.
Bam!!
As soon as Powell got hit, he flew up for close to 20 meters before crashing on the platform 6 meters away from Pearce.
"How the f*ck did he do that!?" Alex exclaimed with a look of disbelief on his face. But when he looked around to see if someone could explain to him how Pearce did that, he saw that everyone else has the same expression he has on their faces.
'Interesting' Venerable Phoebe thought with a smile on her face.