Chapter 95: Leave no regret behind (1/2)

Chapter 95: Leave no regret behind

Justin didn’t even move, he merely stared tight at the shadow of that blue sword with a grim smile. A long and narrow patch of metallic armor appeared once again on his belly.

“Swish!”

A long and narrow wound suddenly appeared on his chest, sprinkling scalding-hot blood!

Tiny driblets of blood rolled in the air, outlining the shape of a cutting blade!

“Bora had a sword in his left hand as well!”

“The sword in his right hand is real, how can the one in his left hand be real as well!”

“Since it’s a material entity, why is the sword in his left hand invisible, why didn’t we see the flow and solidification of arcane particles!”

Incredulous cries of alarm instantly descended from the stands.

After a slight blank stare, Ayrin couldn’t help but turn his head around and ask Chris beside him, “Did he project the solidification of the sword in his left hand on the one in his right hand, and make them coincide together?”

“Indeed.” Chris nodded. “This should be a trick of his to conceal the Illusion Sword.”

“…” Hearing this exchange, looking at Ayrin in front of him, a speechless Moss had no choice but to admit to himself that, though Ayrin was very often slow on the uptake, he himself was far from being his match when it came to battle intuition and comprehension of arcane skills. It was even a little discouraging when he thought about it.

Just in this short amount of time, a plaque of metallic armor directly appeared outside Justin’s wound, fitting closely to the wound and covering it. No more blood flowed out.

“You actually had two real swords! What an amazing Illusion Sword!” He looked at Bora and snorted coldly. For a short while, the two of them stood a dozen meters away from each other. Both seemed to be pondering how to proceed with their attacks; neither of them acted immediately.

“This Arms of Gods and Devils is indeed a very peculiar materialization skill, it’s as if he can temporarily treat his wounds in this way.” Ayrin observed the scene without a single blink. “But why doesn’t he fully cover his body from the beginning… why does he leave an opportunity for the opponent to exploit?”

Chris glanced at Ayrin and explained in detail, “Any materialization skill is after all a combination of arcane energy with arcane particles, in the end it’s not a real entity, so all of them can only exist for a limited time. The earliest Draconic scholars already made special studies about it. It should be because the summoned arcane power is after all not a part of the body proper, so it can’t form, together with spiritual strength and arcane particles created from the compression of the body’s own energy, a stable and immutable substance.

“On top of that, it costs quite a bit of arcane particles to solidify every material part, so, especially for an armor skill like this one, it’ll often be solidified only when the fighting occurs. You’d also often decide the thickness just right for the armor to withstand the opponent’s attack based on the opponent’s strength and other factors, as to limit the consumption of arcane particles as much as possible.

“A formidable arcane master doesn’t only have formidable explosiveness, he needs the ability to use his arcane particles in a rational way even more, the ability to fight a prolonged battle. That’s the reason why some elite arcane masters can continuously fight all by themselves many opponents at the same level of arcane particles.”

“I understand now.” Ayrin nodded.

“Swoosh!”

Just then, Justin’s figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

Four silhouettes entirely identical to his suddenly appeared around Bora.

“Wave of Five Furious Slashes!”

At the same moment, along with a deep and grave chant, Bora’s body started spinning like a tornado. Five mournful sword cries and one clank of metallic collision spread out in the air at the same time.

Just like the vast majority of spectators, Ayrin hadn’t seen any sword flash at all yet that the four Justin silhouettes already split into two parts right down the middle.

The wild winds disappeared. The moment Bora’s body stilled, Justin’s silhouette already appeared a dozen meters on one side behind him.

Justin’s entire right arm was covered in black metal, blades protruding from his fist.

Not far away in front of him, a field of black metallic blades inserted obliquely in the ground slowly turned into burning air and vanished like melting ice.

“You’re indeed a specialized master, you should be an arcane master mainly relying on sword skills. Your close-range sword technique should be very flawless as well. The best way to cope with you should usually be to rely on a higher level of arcane particles and make you exhaust your arcane particles as much as possible.” Looking at the vanishing patch of black metallic blades on the ground, Justin’s expression turned somber. He said in a heavy voice, “I can only use another method today though.”

“Do you?”

Bora’s eyes once again became like sharp blades. He appeared beside Justin while the latter was still in the middle of talking.

“That’s right.” A flash of praise streaked across Chris’ eyes. “With that kind of armor materialization skill, his speed will after all end up being a little weak! To take the initiative to attack, to pressure his opponent with his speed, that’s the best choice!”

“Clang!”

The longsword in Bora’s right hand slashed on the middle of Justin’s waist. Even though a piece of black metal suddenly appeared and blocked the edge of the blade, the blade’s momentum still caused Justin to sway fiercely on his feet.

“What!”

It seemed the sword in his left hand was about to injure Justin, but what he didn’t expect was, the sword on his right hand sank all down of a sudden; his own body also lost its balance at the same time.

At the edge of his vision, the patch of black metal slashed by the sword in his right hand was actually sticking tightly on the blade.

“This is Armor Attachment. For one dedicated to the way of the sword like you, you must be very unaccustomed to having a very heavy weight suddenly appear on your sword when you’re advancing at high speed. It must be very uncomfortable, right?” Justin said all of a sudden. His foot flew on Bora’s right shoulder even as the first word left his mouth.

“Crack!”

Bora heard the clear sound of cracked bones. The kick snapped him back and send him flying out. He heavily crashed on the ground.

Everyone saw the sword fly out from his right hand. His entire right arm also hung down limply.