The blue whale disappeared.
The huge waves shattered.
The door-like greatsword stopped in front of Arthur, and the roaring sound of the blade had dwindled to a re creak when the teeth clenched tight.
Everyone turned towards the source of the sound—
Kangsion, wielding the sword!
His teeth, tightly clenched in his mouth, kept on clattering. Veins popped on his forehead, and from his forearms to his upper arms, his muscles had bulged out, completely tearing his sleeves amidst the people's cries of astonishnt.
Everyone could tell that Kangsion, the 'Whale Slaying Sword,' had exhausted all his strength.
But the door-like greatsword in his hands couldn't advance even an inch further.
It was as if an invisible giant hand had grasped the blade.
No!
More precisely, it was as if a mountain was pressing down on the 'Whale Slaying Sword.'
Creak, creak!
This ti, it wasn't just Kangsion's teeth that made a noise, but the bones throughout his entire body began to sound off.
"So formidable!"
"Lord Kledos is too strong!"
"The gap!"
"It is simply the gap between heaven and earth!"
…
Finally, the people in Elta Square ca back to their senses, and involuntarily, everyone burst into exclamations. So shouted repeatedly.
Marinda looked at this scene, and the corners of her mouth twitched again.
However, looking at Arthur, her eyes held more mirth.
She didn't dislike the ambitious Arthur.
So naturally, she wouldn't dislike the Arthur now.
And when the two were combined?
Marinda liked it even more.
It was a like of partnership.
However, Arthur had no ti to pay attention to the current Marinda, and he was oblivious to the cheers around him. He was ticulously feeling the Kangsion before him—
'Every muscle, every bone under control?
Already able to wield his own power with ease!
And that illusory shadow...
[Spirituality] is fluctuating violently!'
Arthur thought to himself.
One knows one's own affairs best.
Arthur was very clear how his 'Entrant' strength ca to be—
It was entirely thanks to his exceptional talent!
[Breath of Death]!
Through the use of [Breath of Death], though in a way he really did qualify as an 'Entrant,' it ca with many restrictions.
Therefore, Arthur wished to see what a normal, extre 'Great Arcana Level' looked like.
Simply put, Arthur, who was referred to as an 'Entrant' thanks to his 'Talent,' was not satisfied; he wanted to try the 'Effort' aspect as well.
After all, often tis, 1 1＞2.
But Arthur wanted 1 1 1＞3.
Don't forget, he also had the Bloodline [Serpent of Death]!
With Talent and Bloodline both in hand.
What about 'Effort'?
Of course, Arthur wanted to give it a try.
And there hadn't been a suitable opportunity before, but now with Kangsion, the Whale Slaying Sword, playing along, it was a rare opportunity.
Likewise, that was why Arthur insisted on having Kangsion perform with him.
It definitely wasn't just for XP!
Absolutely not!
Arthur emphasized in his mind, and once again, after carefully sensing Kangsion, the young 'Spirit dium' who knew it was about ti, said directly—
"Silent Whisper. Return to Formlessness!"
His voice was as indifferent as before.
The struggling Kangsion, upon hearing this indifferent voice, was like being struck by lightning.
His entire body not only convulsed, but he also began to tumble.
This wasn't a tumbling fall to the ground, but a rolling backwards with his body taut, flipping five consecutive sorsaults before landing beneath the arena, shaking all over.
"He won!"
"So amazing!"
"Ferals from overseas, witness this—our Spirit dium of South Los!"
Cheers and boisterous shouts were unceasing.
But the next mont, it ca to an abrupt halt.
Having confird his victory and smooth entry into the semifinals, Arthur imdiately jumped down from the arena to help 'Whale Slaying Sword' Kangsion up.
However, this 'Whale Slaying Sword' was quite unappreciative.
Not only did he slap away Arthur's hand, but his face was also dark with anger.
This action imdiately infuriated the nearby audience.
"Barbarians will be barbarians!"
"Get out of South Los!"
"Go back to your island!"
Amidst the rising and falling curses, 'Whale Slaying Sword' Kangsion remained silent, hanging his head, while Arthur seed utterly unfazed by his previously rejected hand.
Once again, Arthur stretched out his hand.
This ti, 'Whale Slaying Sword' didn't slap away the hand extended by Arthur, but instead stared blankly at the palm in front of him.
After a full four or five seconds, 'Whale Slaying Sword' finally asked—
"What secret technique is this?"
"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"
Arthur said lightly, with a smile on his face.
'Whale Slaying Sword' Kangsion trembled all over. Then, as if all his strength had been drained from him at that mont, he collapsed to the ground, murmuring.
"I lost!"
Seeing this scene at Elta Square, the audience was thoroughly struck by Arthur's gentlemanly deanor and the spirit of knighthood, touching the deepest yearning in their hearts.
That was the portrayal of heroes they had from childhood.
As they grew up, though, that portrayal was thoroughly defeated, torn apart, and trampled by reality.
The strong ones we t always left us naive kids bruised and bleeding.
Therefore, everyone scoffed at the heroes they yearned for as children.
They considered it childish.
Numbed, we claid, not believing in any of it.
But in the quiet of the night, when alone, gazing up at the night sky, you still couldn't help but recall those naive dreams of childhood!
Because ah—
Though unable to beco such a hero themselves, their portrayal of a hero, however...
Had never changed!
Looking at Arthur at this mont, many people thought of the portrayal of heroes from their naive and childish days, no longer able to clearly see the face of that hero.
But perhaps, maybe, it should be Arthur's likeness, right?
"Is this what a master is?"
Many people murmured to themselves.
And then—
A resounding applause like thunder erupted.
In the midst of such applause, Arthur helped Kangsion towards the makeshift 'resting room' beneath the Bell Tower.
Inside the 'resting room,' Marinda was already waiting there.
"Naïve!"
Looking at Arthur, this lady gave her blunt assessnt.
Arthur just stuck his tongue out at the lady.
"Blah, blah, blah."
"Naïve child!"
The lady stressed.
"Please refer to as Dream Weaver—if you don't mind, I wouldn't mind you calling Dream Weaver!"
What the people of South Los needed, Arthur created.
Need a hero's dream?
Arthur would create a hero's dream.
Although it was for XP, it wasn't just about that.
Arthur once had a hero's dream, too.
In those sweltering sumr holidays, seated in front of the TV, watching a monkey pop out of a stone, watching him sorsault tens of thousands of miles, watching his 72 transformations, watching him wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace...
That vacation seed so long, so long that it seed the monkey never actually beca the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
So long that, he believed it would last forever.
Who knew that monkey was only in a 25-episode series.
And the holiday?
It was only 60 days long.
'Ah, there's no going back! No going back now!'
Arthur raised both hands, stretched with a yawn, and then collapsed onto the soft bed.
He was sleep-deprived; he needed to catch up on so sleep.
But just as Arthur was about to close his eyes, heavy footsteps approached from far to near.
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