Novel Full Chapter 830 - 100 vs 1 (2)
Chapter 830: 100 vs 1 (2)
“This is just unbelievable. How can someone who hadn’t even formed his core yet be this strong?” A disciple asked, staring at Kent, who had just defeated the 79th disciple.
All 79 disciples fell in under 3 seconds, shocking everyone to the core.
Regardless of the method his opponents used, none managed to last more than three seconds.
Most tried to use their defenses to shield themselves from Kent, hoping that by the time he breaks through their defenses, the five seconds will pass. However, regardless of how hard they tried, he always ended the battle in under three seconds.
“I think he is comparable to a Core disciple at this point. I mean, even Gruden lost, someone who had already scored 65% in the Perfect Chamber.”
“Does this mean when it comes to how firm their foundation is, Kent is already above them when he hadn’t even become a fully fledge core formation cultivator?”
“I guess so. From what I know, one’s true power is determined by how firm their foundation is, and so far, Kent has shown his strength.”
“Makes me wonder just how many aspects of cultivation he had already started walking.”
“Well, he managed to block Mountain Man’s hammer with his palm, so I say he is walking the body cultivation path, and considering no soul attack seems to have any effect on him, he is also a soul cultivator.”
“Damn, if all this is inside one person’s body, then isn’t he already comparable to those freaks in the Celestial Gate Sect?”
Every disciple, regardless of how their initial take on Kent’s character was, has now started to see something new in him, and that alone was making them come to terms with many things.
“He is a monster.”
Kent had just taken down the 8th disciple, and at this point, everyone had given up on the idea that he wouldn’t be able to win all 100 battles.
“Next,” Lady Enzi said, and Princess Elowen walked to the stage. She held her bow in her hand, her body radiating cold flame as she locked gaze with Kent.
“Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to burn yourself with your own flame,” Kent laughed, and Princess Elowen sighed in relief.
“Thank you,” she said.
The majority of the battles he won were fought by Kent simply asking his opponents to inflict harm on themselves, defeating them using their own weapons and hands.
So hearing he wouldn’t do the same to her made her very happy. Of course, there is the part where she will be dying in under 5 seconds.
“Begin.”
The moment the command was given, the entire stage froze as white flames crawled onto Kent’s body, snaking around, aiming to devour him.
However, Kent just smiled and unleashed his soul flame, unfreezing a major part of the stage. However, the next second, an arrow appeared and exploded before him, creating a mist.
This blocked Kent’s vision, which bought Princess Elowen another second, making it two. She used her smart to take two seconds from Kent.
“Smart girl,” up in the air, Lady Enzi muttered, watching Princess Elowen now circling Kent at a speed several times faster than all the disciples who had faced Kent so far.
’Three seconds,’ she muttered, moving very fast. She is ready and has already prepared a clone skill, so the moment Knet attacks, she plans to use it.
However, just when the clock hit 4 seconds, her body stopped in her tracks.
Her body froze like a statue, and then she found herself on the outside.
Four seconds—that was how long it took her, but she couldn’t defeat Kent. She came close, but she couldn’t.
“What just happened? How did she go from running to appearing outside the stage?” Nobody understood how it happened, not even Lady Enzi, who was now looking confused, staring between Kent and Princess Elowen.
She saw Kent’s hand move, but she didn’t see what happened afterward. It was fast, very fast, but he saw his hand move; however, the intent behind it eluded her.
“Hahahahaha!” Suddenly, Old Sword appeared over the stage, stopping beside Lady Enzi, his laughter echoing all over the arena and beyond.
A second later, Lady Liora, the Pill Emperor, also appeared.
“Hahaha… what a monster.” Among the many who witnessed Kent and Princess Elowen’s battle, he was the only one who knew and understood what happened.
“Kid, tell me, how old are you again?”
“21.”
“What a monster,” Old Sword repeated his words, amplifying his voice so all could hear. “To those still lost, what just happened is what we swordmen call Intent solidification.
Most of you know and have learned that sword intent is the feeling a swordsman or anyone imposes on the battlefield. It is the belief, will, and intention manifested like an aura on the battlefield. We swordsmen call it sword intent.
It is invisible but can be felt. This also means that it can’t be used physically to attack. It can only be used mentally, and to some extent, on the soul level.
However, that is common knowledge among every swordsman. However, when it comes to mastering true sword intent, one can master it to the point where they can weaponize it.
It requires a much deeper understanding of sword intent even to consider learning something as profound as Intent Solidification.
But if one succeeds, then their future as sword experts will only see upward leaps.
And Kent, just 21 years old, a mere sword grandmaster, has already reached a level in intent solidification that even I, a sword emperor, haven’t yet… though, seeing him now, I think I can master it soon enough.
Of course, what I am saying may sound like gibberish to you, so let me put it in simple terms for everyone to understand.
What Kent had achieved is something that, when made public, will turn him into a sage that swordsmen all over the 64 allied worlds will come to him for lessons.
Sword Emperors will line up for him to teach them, for believe it or not, among all 12 sword emperors in the Alliance, none has mastered the basic form of intent solidification, not even to the stage Kent has.
Kent here is a treasure, and all swordsmen must respect him.”
Once again, there was silence everywhere, all eyes staring at Kent.
Many still didn’t understand what Old Sword had said; however, hearing him say Kent had mastered something that even he hadn’t yet was enough for them to see Kent in a new light.
Kent, on the other hand, stared at the old man and smiled, “Your sight is sharp, old man.”
Kent spoke, using the tone that Jest, his swordsman past life, would use. And he was right to use it for it captured Old Sword’s attention, making him see Kent as a true swordsman instead of a 21-year-old brat.
“Age is just a number, boy.”
“I know. But still, you may have made me too popular. I am someone who likes staying under the radar.”
Old Sword smirked, “Then you shouldn’t have challenged the entire sect if you wanted to stay under the radar.”
Kent shook his head, a smile on his face, “I guess you are right. In any case, I have yet to master the solidification of sword intent. But I am not far from achieving basic mastery.
However, at the moment, I don’t have much time for it since it doesn’t define one’s sword path, so I have a proposal.”
“I am listening,” Old Sword smiled, knowing things are taking shape.
“I will demonstrate it 19 more times, by then I am sure you will capture it. Then you will use your knowledge to develop it, and, well, after you have achieved basic mastery, you can teach who you want to.”
“And what is your demand, boy?”
“Very simple, actually. I want to experience your sword realm just once.”
Old Sword raised his brow, staring at Kent like he had seen a ghost. The demand was just unexpected.
“Correct me if I am wrong, but in exchange for demonstrating Intent Solidification, I will allow you to experience my sword realm just once…”
“Just once.”
“Are you sure?”
“Very sure, old man.”
“You have yourself a deal.”