Currently standing outside the ring, Harry, Blake, Gracie, and Liam were watching Tyler's fight with Ethan.
Tyler was holding his curved-blade sabre.
Ethan was holding a standard sword, clearly a high-level artefact. An Elent Master level artifact, to be precise.
"Ethan, it's your chance! Don't let him forfeit until he is half dead!" a person from the audience cheered.
"Yes, they should know the power of the Edward family," another disciple exclaid.
The audience was cheering.
Seeing fights was a normal occurrence here, but the prospect of crippling soone was making them more excited.
All the students placed their bets on their favourite fighters.
When the match started, Tyler took a defensive stance, which was his strong point. He had mastered the art of defence while practising with Gracie.
Ethan, swinging his sword with precise movents, was trying to put pressure on Tyler.
But Tyler was just moving accordingly, using his foresight to avoid any hits. He took a step forward and swung his sabre against Ethan's sword, clear sparks could be seen between them.
Ethan, at an advantage due to his higher level and greater artefact, was pushing Tyler down, infusing his sword with Qi to further improve its sharpness.
Tyler could feel tension in his sabre, so he backed away, but so minor cracks could be seen on his blade.
He infused his sabre with Qi and swung it, Several Qi slashes made of Qi energy went toward Ethan.
Ethan dodged one strike, but all the upcoming slashes were in such a formation as if Tyler already knew his next move.
They were almost impossible to dodge if you couldn't fly.
He used all his Qi around the point of impact, but so injuries were inevitable.
On the other side, Tyler felt his Qi draining. It was a technique that he had learned from the library, with its downside being high Qi consumption.
It was the main reason it wasn't taken by other seniors, but with his foresight in his hands, this technique was nothing less than a trap machine.
He could predict movent and send Qi slash precisely to the next position of his opponent.
During these days, he has beco comfortable using his foresight in his battle technique.
Foresight was sohow vague sotis giving positional advantages, sotis clearly showing the future.
These glimpses were not far in future but precisely tailored to help him.
Seeing the opponent, he knew this was the mont to strike when Ethan was not prepared. He threw his sabre on the ground because there was no blade left only the hilt was intact.
Ethan, still in pain, noticed it and ca to a defensive posture. He has also lost his sword while dodging. It was lying sowhere on the ground.
Tyler made his move and threw a punch. Seeing it, Ethan blocked it with his palm and moved to the right. But when the punch landed on his palm, there was no force behind it Another punch ca and hit him on his chin with brute force, completely taking him by surprise.
Then there was no stopping it several punches landed one...two...three...four..., hitting Ethan in his face.
All the crowd was gasping, seeing such a scene. A particular group was not happy with these results, they were clearly angry.
Ethan was no longer conscious, but Tyler didn't stop, as if he were in a trance.
Two elders ca on stage, stopped Tyler, and sent Ethan for dical care.
These two elders were there to ensure the rules. They don't pay much attention to anything else.
Tyler's badge lit up, and his rank changed to '835'.
Tyler had used his new movent technique in the last monts.
Harry realized Ethan's arrogance led to his loss. If he had used everything he had from the start, the situation could have been different.
Tyler didn't receive many injuries, but he got another reward after this fight, the Elent Master sword. Since he was a sabre user, he gave it to Harry to help him in upcoming fights.
Liam and Blake won their fights one-sided. They even broke one or two bones, making a particular group more and more angry.
Harry, going into the ring, took the Elent Master level Sword with him. Holding it, Harry could feel energy surging through him.
But still, the mories of Tyler being ruthless were lingering; Tyler was foul-mouthed but cowardly at the sa ti.
'Was he really? Because Tyler is never a coward from bad-mouthing. Does that an Tyler is brave. He wasn't sure it was like a mixture of both.
Shaking his head to concentrate on his opponent Who was a tall, figured man who looked a little afraid after seeing Liam and Blake's fights.
Blake placed all his money on Harry's win. This ti, there were equal bets on both fighters.
Harry made his move. He first controlled his breath, quieted his presence, concentrated his Qi in his lower limbs, enhanced his muscle strength, stomped his feet on the ground, and approached his opponent.
His opponent was feeling uncomfortable because he could see Harry in front of him but couldn't sense his presence.
He used his Qi around his spear and thrust it forward while it was rotating. Harry, seeing it, collided with his sword against it and made a flip backwards.
His opponent had an advantage in long-range combat. Although Harry could use Soul Pulse, he didn't want to reveal his soul abilities this early.
All the audience was cheering and whistling, but there was one person clearly in shock—Gracie.
"How can he use normal Qi techniques?" Gracie exclaid in surprise.
Then she rembered: once, Harry had ntioned sothing like that, but she just took it as a joke.
Harry was thinking of using his pure strength against his opponent.
He charged forward again, avoiding several spear strikes. Using the 'Serpent's Coil' technique. The main point of this technique was to evade strikes while lurking for the best opportunity to strike. Phantom Stride was helping him use this technique more effectively.
His opponent sliced with his spear while using a weird movent technique. Harry had been noticing this technique for so ti. He could clearly tell that his attack power rose every third step, and his opponent was trying too hard to connect his third strike.
Now he knew that his opponent would try to hit him on his third step, so he waited for this mont and moved such that his spear would connect on the third strike.
But when the spear was about to hit him, he leaned sideways and put his sword on his opponent's neck.
A minor cut appeared on his opponent's neck.
His opponent dropped his spear and raised his hands.
"I forfeit," he accepted his defeat.
[Congratulations, you defeated your opponent.]
[ 500 Exp]
[15900/25600 Exp]
[Congratulations, you have achieved your honour and obtained a rank under 1000.]
[Rewards: 10000 exp]
[Congratulations, you have leveled up]
[your Qi cultivation reached Foundation Building level 9]
[300/51200 Exp]
He could feel increasing Qi in his body.
When he left the ring, several students approached him and his friends.
There was also that young master of the Edward family, hiding behind other disciples.
"Playing smart, you all chose the weakest of us. Just think, if we started playing smart..." The students blocked their path.
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