847 Difference 1 (1/2)

Their arms clashed and created a shockwave that rippled through the hall, sending the surrounding dust flying all over the place.

Garen and Anjay Terin were having a fierce bout. As their arms collided at high speeds, they gave out loud clunks as if two pieces of metal were hitting against each other.

Without using any other techniques and purely the abilities within his arms, Garen managed to force Anjay Terin into a corner within just a few seconds. Using only just one arm, he could block his opponent's two-handed attacks. With each swipe, he could completely parry his opponent's attacks.

His other hand reached into the space between them and his palm struck Anjay Terin directly in the chest.

Bam!

With a strike on Anjay Terin's chest, his face immediately turned pale. Backing up a few steps to regain his stability, he looked at this freshmen First Seat. At that moment, he had no idea what to say as his pale face had patches of red. Seeing this sight, the whole training hall fell silent.

Bit-by-bit, Anjay Terin started to feel that this freshman Nonosiva's martial arts were almost as flawless as his. More importantly, his every action and skill gave off an indescribable sense of suppression. This type of feeling wasn't the bloodlust you felt from the top-ranked students who were experts in actual battles, it felt more like… an indescribable fear-inducing feeling.

”For you to reach this Level at this age… I've underestimated you,” Anjay Terin clutched at his chest as his face turned even paler.

”You're not bad yourself,” Garen shook his head slightly. ”Continue?”

”I…” Anjay Terin wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by another voice.

”Leave this to me, Anjay.”

Nearby, a man with long black hair jumped up to the stage with a flip. Taking off his black jacket, he threw it towards his friend.

”Barry?” Anjay Terin stopped talking and he opted to leave the stage as instructed. Right before he left, he gave Garen a word of caution, ”Be careful, this is fellow is ranked seventh, and he has a bad temper.”

Garen nodded, accepting his opponent's good intentions. He shifted his sight towards the man who had just arrived on the stage. This Barry guy seemed to be surrounded by a black mist, giving off a mysterious vibe.

”Rank seven… He looks different from the others,” he felt that his opponent's mental will was almost like it's not from just one person, but rather, a culmination of two people's wills.

”Level 3 Willpower. To be able to utilize it to this level was solely due to your physical body's capabilities,” Barry's line of sight seemed as if it could scan through everything, almost as if his eyes were faintly flashing with a white dot of light.

Garen felt a chill in his heart. He remained silent, glaring at his new opponent.

”Your vitality is terrifying. It should either be from being submerged in a strengthening potion or from some genetic altering ray. However, that doesn't matter,” Barry smiled. ”All of these are irrelevant. Although your vitality can increase your body's defense and speed, only pure Willpower suppression stands above all.”

”Pure Willpower suppression?” Garen raised his guard, as he was still not very familiar with the true Willpower secret skills and he could only base his reactions on his observations. His opponent was an expert who was ranked seventh. Out of all the people practicing the Crouched Eagle Talon in Blackboard Academy, he was among the top ranks of the pyramid. Looking at his age and aura, he didn't seem like a rookie when it came to actual killing. This kind of opponent was enough for him to actually fight with full seriousness.

”As a fellow genius from the Eagle's Nest, let me show you some pointers…!!” before the word ”pointers” even finished, Barry waved his right arm. His arm was like a sharp blade, slicing through the air, shooting forth a bloody and sweet aura. A shadow of an arm started forming in the air, almost like a snake, slithering towards Garen.

On the ground, all things touched by the arm's shadow started losing their color as if they were starting to rot. This displayed the terrifying power of the shadow's toxicity, as something as durable as the alloy ground had started to rot just within an instant, if it was human skin, the person would be instantly disintegrated.

”Poison!” Garen frowned as he immediately jumped back, dodging the shadow's pursuit. However, a poisonous mist had started to engulf the opponent in a few meters' radius, and there was no way for Garen to enter.

Barry stood at the center of the stage like a curled up porcupine; there was no way to get close to him.

Bam!

The shadow of another arm struck Garen from behind. Although Garen managed to dodge in time, there was still some black mist sticking onto him. This black mist felt as if it has a mind of their own, slowly moving around on Garen's skin as it pleased. With a shake, Garen managed to get it off of him.

The two continued on in this cat and mouse battle, with one on the offensive while the other remaining on the defensive. Unconsciously, Garen was completely suppressed.

Even though he had not released the restraints of he placed on his body, his opponent still managed to suppress him using Willpower secret skills. This gave Garen a sense of excitement; if a rank seven fellow was able to unleash this amount of battle potential without a mech, it showed how fearsome Willpower support could be.

For a pilot with a strong Willpower, even without his mech, he would still have the battle prowess of an expert in internal energy, and so defeating an average person would be completely effortless. The development of their own cells had reached an absurd level.

Thinking of this, Garen finally started to loosen the restraints on his body. At the end of the day, these people had a stronger Willpower than him, but their vitality was not that much different from an average person's. Take Barry whom he was currently facing for example, based on his reflexes and physical strength, he had at most 1.2 or 1.3 times the vitality of an average person. In other words, he was only that much stronger than the average person. This also displayed how Willpower training could only support your capabilities for a brief moment. Without the support, his capabilities were no different from an average person's.

After Garen made sure of the difference between secret techniques and Willpower secret skills, without uttering a single word, he lunged forward, straightened his palm as if it was a knife, and fiercely struck forward.

Whoosh!!