Chapter 420: The Difference in Timing (1/2)

Chapter 420: The Difference in Timing

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_

”Patroclus always was on top of the Templar's watch-list. Although he had received rigorous training from his family, he had never participated in any military drills, neither was he interested in it. I have heard that he is a big fan of poetry and arts.” Yao Bai said.

Zhang Buyu nodded in agreement. ”Master used to tell us that the only person who was fit for the title of ”genius” was Patroclus.”

Cultivating the battle Qi required years of exercise and real-life combat experiences. However, Patroclus had gained his battle Qi with neither of those. Instead, he merely relied on his confidence and innate power. What made Patroclus an even deadlier foe was his nerve of steel. One could never predict his next move, neither had they ever seen him lose his focus.

Even his Einherjar father agreed that it was only a matter of time before Patroclus surpassed him. He knew that his son was destined to achieve greatness ever since the latter was a child. His perfect genes had said it all.

The focus of Wang Tong's technique was relentlessness if not carelessness. He knew that he needed to concentrate his energy at one point in order to break through his opponent's Einherjar-level defense. Despite the overbearing power and intensity, Wang Tong's attacks lacked finesses and efficiency.

On the other hand, Patroclus played along with his opponent's strategy and adopted a defensive stance. However aggressive Wang Tong's attack was, it was not able to pry open his impenetrable shell.

By then, a few audiences who had the strategic mind had caught the drift of the battle. Although unnoticeable, Wang Tong's attack was waning as his lack of training in using a lance surfaced. The fact that Patroclus took his time to understand his opponent's movement would make his further attacks even harder to deal with.

Wang Tong had almost exhausted all the tricks up his, which he had an abundance of, but he was still unable to land a solid blow. Sensing the imminent turning of the tide, Wang Tong gathered strength as an explosion of golden lights erupted on the stage. He was about to unleash the coup de grace—Triple Drill!

As energy gathered and was compressed into a singularity at the tip of the Einherjar Lance, it distorted and warped the space-time continuum as a bumble bee would to a spider web. Although the center of the energy was far away from the audiences, they could sense the trembling air as pulses of energy were being pulled into the singularity.

Spinning at an incredible speed, the sharp lance-tip thrust towards Patroclus, the same move that almost defeated Li Shiming. It was the attack from which Li Shiming had drawn inspiration and finally reached a moment of epiphany on how to become one with the blade.

However, what would Patroclus do?

Gripped by the suspense, Li Shiming was convinced that Patroclus could come out unharmed. If he could do it, so could Patroclus.

”Kom!”

Another explosion of gold and silver shone so brightly that it was blinding. When the light faded away, the audiences saw the two fighters standing where they had been, as if nothing had ever happened.

Patroclus linked his hand behind his back and turned to look away. ”Why didn't you borrow the power of causality this time?”

Wang Tong's final blow, the Triple Drill, was countered by Patroclus with ease.

Even Wang Tong was caught off guard by the development, and surprised by the fact that Patroclus had counter-attacked by using the same strike as his, compounding three layers of forces together.

Thus it was, the power of the Deva King was indeed omniscient.

The big-screen replayed the last couple of seconds in slow motion; people watched as Patroclus copied Wang Tong's move and dissolved the threat.

The development shocked everyone. Patroclus had countered Wang Tong's killing blow so easily, as if Wang Tong's advantage that he had worked so hard to build up meant nothing.

What about Wang Tong's Strike of Causality?

Before the final match, Wang Tong had already come to terms with the fact that the causality attack had been nothing but a fluke. He had even sparred with Mr. Wannabe, pushing himself to the limit and hoping the ability would return, but it never did.

”Well, let's see if you can force that ability out of me.” Wang Tong answered Patroclus while smiling mischievously.

Patroclus paused for a second, letting the answer set in, and then smiled faintly. ”Alright!” He announced as he charged up his energy and disappeared into thin air. Half a heartbeat later, the Ivantian prince re-emerged a few paces away from Wan Tong while plunging the tip of the lance into Wang Tong's chest. Wang Tong reacted quickly and raised the golden lance to meet his attacker. He could feel the air pressing against his face start to burn as Patroclus's lance inched closer to him. To cushion some of the blow, Wang Tong swayed to the side. However, Patroclus and his lance disappeared and reappeared again like a phantom. Wang Tong quickly adjusted his position and was just in time to block the attack.