60 First Intention!
I calmly walked into the arena, as Jerome edged in with a fury. His aloof demeanor becoming utterly adversarial and repugnant from my view. He brought his dagger out as it and cut his palm with it, almost instantly becoming blooded and dangerous.
There was no need for talk, he didn't bother to say a word to me. Instead, he sent me his murderous intentions, and as his vitality burst out like a broken dam. He grew multiple arms, all wielding a bloody dagger, he looked like a blood Asura.
"Multi-armed, Blood Dagger." He said as he awaited the assistant headmaster's approval
"Start!" He said in a booming voice.
Jerome flew forward spinning with his many blood daggers sending out bursts of blood energy at me. They were sharp and bloody, I waved the void sword and cut it apart.
Then when his dagger approached I blocked only one of them, and cut apart all the illusions. Leaving Jerome to fight off the strength of my nonchalant strike. He was forced to nearly crouch from the strength, he couldn't even handle Samuel. Let alone, my overwhelming strength of nearly 70.
His face distorted in pain as he flew back from my strike, his dagger lost some of its bloody luster from the conflict. He looked at in surprise as he reevaluated me entirely.
"If that's the best you got then, you are done," I said in a calm voice
Jerome's face distorted in madness, he cut both his wrists as they started to bleed a profoundly large amount. A regular human would die from that much blood loss. The blood covered his entire body making him look demonic. I grew interested in his transformation, I probed with some sword intent. But all of a sudden my sword intent was crushed from sinister blood energy.
'Drrak what is he doing?' I asked with a smile, it was utterly interesting rather than terrifying. A transformation like this was something I would love to figure out.
'Beast Blood Origin, it is the result of implanting the bloodlines of beasts and him inheriting part of it.' Drrak said to me, as my sword intent rotated to stop the roaring blood energy. It was a maelstrom of malevolent intent and powerful blood energy.
From his aura came various bloody howls and beasts fading away. His eyes became deep red, and his body radiating that bloody putrid aura.
'The power of aristocracy is not to be underestimated.' I thought with a smile, I wouldn't even dare inject myself with fey blood. Yet the nobles with time have figured out a few methods.
'Do they not fear corruption?' I said to Drrak
'Their methods removed the corruption from the beasts, returning them into their most primal state.' Drrak said
The blood dagger grew with the power of blood, it became a blood sword ready to kill. His aura receded into a momentary calm before he burst at me intent on slashing me apart. I blocked his sword, using some of my strength to stop its approach.
'Nearly a 60 in strength, what a boost.' I thought in surprise, this time I added more strength to my sword.
He got pushed back a little but didn't crouch instead he fought back in a crazy stupor. My eye twitched in contempt, I had restrained my intent only competing in stats. My snickered, as my violent intent revealed itself.
"To dare act as a monster on the battlefield in front of me?"
My sword heart manifested as a heartbeat shook the arena once again. Destroying any illusion of an equal fighting, all at once, my sword glimmered with power intent. I swung with all my strength and just like that, the tiles of the arena were obliterated by the sheer cutting force and wind.
Everything was thrown asunder including his blood energy and his body. Thrown off the arena, lacerated with cuts of various sizes. Truly capturing the phrase, a single sword to subjugate the entire world. I sheathed my sword with as the heart beats calmed
"Just too easy, especially when you rely on external powers," I said with a smile to Jerome.
Jerome was half awake, but I could tell that little comment created a demon in his heart. It would torture him day and night ruining his future progress. A dangerous obsession especially for a knight, I would know that especially well.
It makes you make decisions almost insane and affects your entire thinking. It felt good but it was nothing short of dangerous to entertain. Only the strong can insist on fulfilling their desires, the weak need to hide their desires. Lest the strong kill them for having a desire of any kind.
I sat on in the arena, as a few of Jerome's class came and carried him out. Sending me looks of hostility when I wasn't looking. But if I turned my head to look at them, they would hide their looks like cowards.
The crowd didn't cheer for me, I was an outsider just a commoner. But they didn't boo me either because I was far too strong. They may have considered it had I barely won, but this was just domination. Even Aria's face was stressed at the idea of fighting me.
"Next is Aria vs Lucas. Competitors, please enter the arena." The assistant headmaster said in excitement, it was the match he most wanted to see it seemed.
Aria entered the arena, face full of smiles as she looked at me. I smiled back, much to her surprise. She probably pegged me for a Clinton type of person.
She raised her fists and took a front stance awaiting the assistant headmaster's instruction. I took the same exact stance mirroring her perfectly. She smiled ruefully and playfully spoke with me.
"Are you a martial artist too?" She said with an innocent smile
"I dabble in everything," I said back
"Well then don't disappoint me." She stuck her tongue out playfully
"Start!" The assistant headmaster declared
My smiling face became stone cold, filled with a quiet prestige and pride. Our fists met each other in a controlled meeting. We struck knuckles with almost similar force before moving back. Then we mirrored perfect kicks, our confrontations increasing. Back kicks, and front kicks, punches, and hooks filled with profound arts and strength hitting each other and retreating.
Her smiling face disappeared entirely she realized I was messing with her. Her face became angry, as she increased the speed of her strikes. The superfluous moves disappeared becoming simple, but powerful pursuing the essence of martial arts. She attacked my acupoints with a powerful and sharp intent.
She relaxed her fist and used only her pointer finger to attack. I did the same condensing a bit of my sword intent on my finger. I fingers touched, and her face distorted in pain. She moved back and clutched her finger, it was bleeding and had a lot of internal damage.
"You are rather disappointing." I said as I shook my head
She brought intent into the fight, yet she couldn't even handle a little bit of my regular intent. Not even my more terrifying malice formed intent. She didn't respond she extended all her fingers out. I felt her tap all over my body like a swarm of bees. I didn't move, and she got all her strikes.
Then she landed a light kick to my forehead. She landed on her feet and relaxed her body. She was utterly confident of her success at that moment, she hadn't even bothered to look back. She was expecting that I would fall, so I fell for a moment. Then I used my full speed, which she couldn't even tell.
It was the first time I had ever used my full speed since reaching level 9. Even I was surprised at the power, she raised he small palm which radiated a powerful guarding intent and created a shield. My kick slammed against the shield and caused a few cracks and as I spun back into place she quickly retreated.
"How incredible! You use intent to create armor." I couldn't help but exclaim as I grabbed my sword.
"I thought you weren't going to use weapons." She teased as she edged back in fear.
"Well since you have a shield, I feel like trying something," I said with a devious smile. Betraying her assertive stance, her eyes showed intense predatorial fear.
"Sword Heart- First Intention!" Once again the heartbeat reappeared as intense lightning crackled along my body. My eyes shined with lightning bolts as I raised my sword. With a single instant!
I slashed out as all the lightning in my body blasted out as an array of thunderbolts crashed into Aria's shield completely disintegrating it. Her body flew out of the arena, as the thunderbolts created havoc. The assistant headmaster raised his hand and dispelled the remaining lightning.
"Lucas is the Grand Champion." The assistant headmaster said in a stupor as he went to help Aria up. She wasn't even awake at this point, the impact had knocked her out.
The crowd was stuck in a gasp, no one knew what to say at the moment. Until the king stood up and started laughing much to everyone's surprise.
"I am very proud to see the strength of our top school has improved. I hope to see more of your abilities Lucas." He said as he pried into me with his consciousness, I quietly allowed it much to my chagrin.
