75 One Move Execution Series (1/2)
Silence reigned among the spectators who weren't given enough time to react to the scene before them. Although Holger's victory was a given, no one expected him to make use of a Saint-Origin Pill to increase his cultivation and strengthen his physique. Was there still any point to this competition?
They might as well directly proclaim him the victor!
However, shortly afterward, among the younger females of the lesser nobility, a commotion rose.
”Kyyya! So cool!”
”Holger, Holger, Holger!!!”
In an instant, Holger's performance turned him into the idol of the airheaded lasses filling many of the stadium's seats.
As for the contestants lying in a pool of their own blood, aside from their relatives, no one paid them any mind. A priest team dragged them off the stage, bringing them to the healing center.
…
”I didn't expect the imperial family to be this extravagant. Granting a Saint-Origin Pill to an Arch-Knight junior? Isn't that a tad bit too…excessive?”
Heinrich commented in the Saints' booth. However, neither Verena nor Else paid him attention.
”This must be Elmar's doing. But I wonder, is Holger the only one?”
Verena's eyes moved toward Nils, and following a brief assessment, she frowned.
”I'm afraid Konrad no longer has any shot at victory.”
She told Else in a mental message.
”Oh? What do you say about a bet, then?”
”Why are you still that confident in him?”
The tables had changed. If Konrad had accepted their gifts, Verena wouldn't be that pessimistic about him. Now, however, victory could only elude him.
Her eyes then fell upon Konrad for a new analysis that soon left her dumbfounded.
”I can no longer see through his disguise. Not only that, but even the nature of his physique eludes me. How can this be?”
”Are you accepting the bet or not?”
”I'd…rather not.”
…
”Group C, on the stage!”
Nils' group went on the stage. Just like the first group, it was well balanced, with a few first step Arch Knights while the rest were at the second step. Nils, however, was the oddball as she was supposedly at the ninth step Grand Knight and Priest Ranks.
Still, if she unleashed her True Spirit form, it would become a whole other matter.
Konrad felt something different from today's Nils and used his Origin Sight to analyze her body.
What he saw caused his eyes to widen in amazement.
”Having a good background is truly the foundation of success.”
On the stage, Nils' eyes swept through those surrounding her, and disappointment flashed within her gaze.
”Begin!”
On the bishop's order, the battle began. The two first step Arch-Knight formed a team to contend with the rest. Besides them, no one joined hands, and for an instant, no contestant made a move. All paid close attention to the rest, hoping to spot flaws, and unwilling to leave openings for others to exploit.
”What a bore.”
Nils whispered, but her words didn't escape the other six who took it as a direct provocation.
”Well, if you're that annoyed, perhaps we can dispatch you first, and return to our -boring- fight.”
”Well said, we shouldn't let an imperial prince remain unentertained. That would truly be a dereliction of duty!”
”Hahaha.”
Without scruples, the six banded together to surround Nils. Their spiritual energy gushed forth, and weapons drawn, they shot toward her.
Immaculate light burst from her and enshrouded her body as she summoned her energy weapon. All could now clearly see that her cultivation had risen to the third step Arch Knight and Arch Priest Ranks.
”Not…you too.”
This was clearly holy quintessence. For Holger to receive a Saint-Origin Pill was already strange enough, but for Nils to obtain the same treatment at the peak of the Grand Rank?
Absurd!
However, they didn't have time to complain.
Nils drove her sword in a frontal thrust, elemental wind force erupted from its tip and turned into dozens of wind blades that hacked at her assailants' defenses.
”AAAARGH!”
They howled as their blood soared from their torn flesh, and just like the previous group, limply fell onto the ground.