Chapter 793: The Sword Was Only My Warm-Up

After Velion’s elimination, the enormous arena had already returned to its original condition.

Soon, three golden lights descended onto the battlefield, revealing the next representatives selected by the opposing candidates.

The first was a beautiful woman with long, icy-blue hair, wearing elegant silver armor.

A crystalline staff rested in her hand, while freezing mist continuously surrounded her body.

The second was a slender man dressed in dark purple robes, with countless mysterious formation symbols floating around his fingers.

The third was a towering warrior covered from head to toe in heavy golden armor, carrying an enormous shield and a massive war hammer.

Unlike the previous representatives, these three had been carefully chosen through the newly established candidate alliance chat.

Their purpose was simple.

Prevent God Gym’s next representative from getting close.

Meanwhile, on Garion’s observation platform, Rovric stepped toward the edge.

Rachel smiled encouragingly. "Rovric, I’m looking forward to seeing how much you’ve improved."

Rovric turned toward her and nodded respectfully. "Thank you, Miss Rachel. I’ll show you what I’ve learned."

Garion grinned and waved his hand. "HAHAHA! Go on, Rovric! Show those bastards what happens when someone trains at God Gym!"

Rovric nodded firmly. "Understood, Master."

WOOOOOM!

Golden light engulfed his body, transporting him directly into the arena.

The three opposing representatives immediately examined him.

The blue-haired woman narrowed her eyes. "Another physical fighter?"

The formation master rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "He carries a sword. Perhaps his fighting style differs from the demon’s."

The armored warrior snorted. "Doesn’t matter. We already know how to deal with these people."

Rovric calmly looked between them. "Are you three ready?"

The blue-haired woman raised her crystalline staff. "How arrogant. You’re facing three gods, yet you don’t seem concerned."

Rovric rested one hand on his sword’s handle. "Concern won’t help me win."

His amber eyes sharpened. "Let’s fight."

BOOOOOOM!

The woman immediately unleashed a terrifying freezing storm.

[Glacial Sovereign: Frozen Heaven!]

Enormous ice spears materialized around her, descending upon Rovric from every direction.

At the same moment, the formation master pressed his palms together.

[Ninefold Divine Binding Formation!]

Nine enormous purple formation circles appeared beneath Rovric’s feet, releasing countless chains that attempted to restrict his movement.

Meanwhile, the armored warrior planted his shield into the ground.

[Golden Fortress: Absolute Defense!]

A massive golden barrier surrounded his two companions.

Their coordination was nearly perfect.

Unfortunately, Rovric wasn’t the reckless young genius he had once been.

Instead of charging forward, he carefully observed the incoming attacks.

SWOOOSH!

He shifted sideways, allowing the first ice spear to strike the ground beside him.

Then he stepped between two approaching chains, narrowly avoiding their grasp.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Several explosions erupted around him, but Rovric continued moving with precise, economical footwork.

The formation master frowned. "He’s avoiding the binding points before they activate?"

The blue-haired woman immediately increased the intensity of her storm. "Then freeze the entire battlefield!"

[Eternal Frost Domain!]

A terrifying wave of cold spread across the arena, covering the ground in thick crystalline ice.

Rovric’s movements slowed slightly.

The armored warrior immediately seized the opportunity.

BOOOOOOM!

He charged forward, swinging his enormous war hammer toward Rovric’s head.

However, Rovric finally drew his sword.

CLAAAAANG!

His blazing blade intercepted the hammer, scattering brilliant sparks.

The armored warrior grinned. "Finally decided to fight?"

Rovric’s expression remained serious. "I was already fighting."

[Burning Crescent Slash]

His blade flashed horizontally, leaving a scorching crimson trail.

BAAAAAANG!

The armored warrior raised his shield just in time, but the impact still forced him backward several steps.

Rovric immediately advanced.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Three consecutive sword strikes hammered against the shield, each targeting a different point.

The armored warrior’s expression changed. "His swordsmanship...!"

Before he could finish speaking, Rovric suddenly shifted his footing and slipped past the shield’s edge.

His blade swept toward the warrior’s exposed shoulder.

CRACK!

A deep crimson sword mark appeared across the golden armor.

The armored warrior staggered backward.

"ARGH!"

However, the blue-haired woman immediately intervened.

[Glacial Prison!]

Enormous walls of ice erupted around Rovric, cutting off his escape routes.

The formation master quickly activated another technique.

[Heaven-Sealing Chains!]

Dozens of purple chains wrapped around the frozen prison, reinforcing its structure.

Rovric glanced around calmly. "Not bad."

On the observation platform, Rachel watched with visible surprise. "Darling, he’s changed quite a bit."

Garion grinned. "Hehehe! You noticed?"

Rachel nodded thoughtfully. "The old Rovric would have charged straight through those attacks without thinking."

She smiled approvingly. "But now he’s carefully studying his opponents and conserving his strength."

Atlas crossed his tiny arms.

[That’s what years of training will do! He finally learned that having talent doesn’t mean you can fight like an idiot!]

Garion burst into laughter. "HAHAHA! Exactly!"

Meanwhile, inside the frozen prison, Rovric slowly raised his sword.

[Blazing Execution]

BOOOOOOM!

Crimson flames erupted from his blade, melting the surrounding ice before cutting through several binding chains.

The three opponents immediately reacted, launching their attacks simultaneously.

The blue-haired woman strengthened her frozen domain, desperately trying to suppress Rovric and prevent him from moving.

The formation master activated every remaining restriction within his formations, attempting to slow Rovric down by any means possible.

Meanwhile, the armored warrior charged forward, gathering an enormous amount of divine power into his massive hammer as he prepared to deliver a devastating blow.

[Golden Fortress: Mountain Crushing Strike!]

BAAAAAANG!

The hammer collided with Rovric’s blazing sword.

For a brief moment, the crimson flames and golden divine energy clashed violently, struggling against one another before suddenly...

CRAAAAACK!

Rovric’s sword shattered into countless pieces, sending broken fragments scattering across the battlefield.

The armored warrior immediately burst into laughter. "HAHAHA! THERE GOES YOUR WEAPON!"

The formation master smiled triumphantly. "Without your sword, how do you intend to break our formations?"

The blue-haired woman raised her staff. "Your greatest advantage is gone. Surrender."

Rovric glanced at the broken sword hilt remaining in his hand, and for several seconds, he said nothing.

Then, he casually tossed it aside and slowly rolled his shoulders before raising his now-empty hands.

The three opponents exchanged confused glances, clearly puzzled by his sudden change in behavior.

However, Rovric merely grinned as a faint crimson flame flickered to life around his fingers. "Who told you... that I need a sword to fight?"