Sam stood confidently against Tomas Wichura, his arms crossed, his face displaying little to no concern for his opponent.
Tomas Wichura felt a vein pop up on his forehead. 'This guy is too arrogant. He must think he can win. Just you wait; I will wipe that smirk off his face.'
Sam could discern what his opponent was thinking, but he simply didn't care. 'This fight is nothing but an obligatory task I have to complete to prevent this bug from bugging and my Alia in the future.'
He shook his head in boredom. 'Compared to this, I'm more interested in the diabolical conspiracy those old n planned for us. I hope they have prepared an entertaining show for us.'
"Let the battle begin," Kate's figure disappeared, leaving the two fighters standing alone in the arena.
'I will let him make the first move,' Sam shrugged. 'Let's see what kind of weapons and techniques he uses. I might even be able to learn them.'
Sam's eyes glead.
Unbeknownst to others, he possessed an innate ability called Rumination Clarity, which had the power to increase his ability to learn, comprehend, and innovate to the ultimate level.
Combining it with the blessing of Hephaestus, he could comprehend any techniques infinitely faster than an ordinary person.
Now, imagine that sa innate ability getting an upgrade.
Sam had kept this ability active for quite a while.
With abnormally high energy reserves, he had no problem maintaining the ability because the energy cost of Rumination Clarity was high enough that the rate of regeneration of his spiritual energy aligned completely, forming an equilibrium.
Keeping the ability active almost all the ti, from training to engaging in sexual activities, he had been unknowingly, sotis unintentionally, learning and comprehending various things to the point he himself didn't know the extent of his knowledge.
By doing so, his innate ability had almost reached the threshold where, with a little more push, it could level up.
"You can make the first move, dude!" Sam shouted toward Tomas Wichura, seeing that he was standing in a fighting stance but not making a move.
Tomas tightened his grip on his staff. "Don't look down on , or you will regret it."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Look, I'm not looking down on you, and I'm not arrogant. I'm just confident. If you think this is arrogance, it's not my problem."
He shrugged his shoulders innocently, as if wrongly accused of theft.
"You're asking for it," Tomas Wichura raised his staff, pointing its sharp end at Sam as his spiritual energy exploded from his body.
"Well done, Ivan. Your son has actually managed to break through to the Dao Seeking realm. Tell , what kind of Dao lotus has he manifested?" Kate asked Count Wichura. She was interested in the brat because, in the future, he might very well beco the next Count Wichura.
"He has manifested two Daos so far, the Dao of Bojutsu and the Dao of Wind," Count Wichura replied without moving his eyes from the battle.
He didn't care that he was speaking with the queen because, for so reason, he had a bad feeling about the ongoing battle.
Back in the arena, Tomas's figure flashed as he used his incredible speed, totally unmatched by his cultivation, and appeared before Sam, swinging his staff to strike Sam's chin from below.
Sam, seeing the attack, raised his eyebrow in surprise before lowering his head backward, narrowly avoiding Tomas's staff by a hair.
'Is it , or are his movents a little strange?' Sam jumped back, noticing another attack as Tomas raised the staff above his head and slashed it vertically.
The attack t with air, and the staff landed on the ground, making the air sweep away from the area.
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