97 Swords

Back in Dante's abode, space was fluctuating in a dark room. Then a pair of powerful and strangely sharp hands tore apart space, and out of it came a violet robed young man with sword brows. It was Young Master Shen, and to his side was a single sword with a domineering energy about it.

"Drrak, what is the time frame for their execution of the ritual." I asked as I masked all the spatial turbulence in the room.

"It will be soon, I suspect the end of the tournament." Drrak intoned as his violet eyes flashed in my shadow sealing up the portal.

"I can feel an ill omen and the gathering of spatial energies." Drrak said as his violet eyes closed hiding his presence

"They should be halfway done with it by now." I said as envisioned a floating restriction in my mind. It had profound symbols grafted on it and had conducted spatial energy. Then I formed it in my palm and smiled.

"Then soon, I shall get that sword and complete my plan." I said as I crushed the glyph in my hands.

'With my adept use of true qi, they should no longer be destroyed.' I thought as I unsealed the restrictions in the room, I had attuned the spell circles on my followers making them safe.

Even though they are immortal in the dream formation, my true qi targets their souls and bodies. Meaning other than dying from old age, my own powers can kill them too.

Since I plan on returning when I reach the legendary realm, I plan on keeping them alive for efficiency sake. I flashed out of the room at nearly Mach 1, since I was acting as Shen I can't reveal my full powers.

That's why I severely restricted my sword intent when I was with Dante. With the disguise I crafted unless a legendary pays extra attention they can't tell.

Otherwise, it would take a prophet with almost the same level of power as me. Luckily, the only prophet I met is the blue haired bimbo Sarah, and she isn't likely to be coming by my designs.

I quickly entered the Arena, I saw Dante seated at the upper level of the Coliseum. The king sat in the same area with Sword king to his right. Scarlet Devil Sasha didn't seem to want to sit with them, she sat a row below them.

Sasha looked over when she saw me and gave me an angry look. I lightly smiled and teased her as I released my sword intent.

One thing I found about sword intent, was its ability to mimic magical phenomenon was impressive. Although it fell short, it still allowed knights great power. She countered my sword intent with her frozen abyss of fire.

It was her own special form of magic, but with my supreme sword intent. I slashed her world in oblivion and left her utterly pale-faced. I felt it kind of funny, originally even I had some reservations about fighting Sword King Or Sasha. But now I was so strong, it would be unfair to call it a fight.

If I didn't have to play the part of Sword Slayer Shen, they wouldn't even be qualified to speak to me. I air walked over to Dante, as I could see Sword King's mouth twitch. The King looked over at me with suspicious eyes, as if he was trying to see something.

'Demon, you'd best act well today.' I said as I felt the movements of the demonic starbug. Ever since my darkness origination, I unconsciously tend to release my shadow force. So I need to channel the energy somewhere else, the ladybug would eat that aura for me in my shadow.

That way I look like I am Sword Slayer Shen and not some heretical cultivator. The King couldn't find anything on me, so he looked away back on the stage. I quietly sat next to Dante, as he explained what happened so far.

"Just a few petty fights, next is Valkyrie Carol." Dante said as he looked on stage.

Then she came onto the stage, she had firm snow-white thighs. A small but strong waist, undeveloped bust, and an intoxicating face matching with a beautiful long brown hair.

'Oh, she seems to have improved quite a lot.' I thought as I saw her competitor, it was Clinton he strode into the arena quickly. To his side, his cutlass had gotten rusted with blood. Although that made the cutlass look worn out, it seemed as though there were crying faces on the Cutlass edge.

"Carnage Incarnate vs Valkyrie Phantom." The assistant headmaster coldly intoned, I felt his aura strangely familiar. I had met the assistant headmaster multiple times, but he seemed similar to Aringer!

'So that's where they hid him?' I thought with a chuckle as I looked at the assistant headmaster leave the stage.

'It seems the king has devised an elaborate scheme to force out hidden cards.' I thought as I could feel something gathering

"But all will come to naught." I said with a smile, as Dante responded in turn and stood up. He quietly exited without anyone noticing, it was going to start very soon.

Clinton and Carol each got into a fighting stance as their weapon intents soared. Carol took out her whip it had blood stains all over it. She agilely directed it at Clinton's cutlass, and Clinton sharpened his intent sheathed his sword.

Then he unsheathed it in a single drawing motion, he cut at the intent of the whip before it wraps around his cutlass. But the intent was too strong and it wrapped around his cutlass. He gripped his sword with all his strength intent on pulling her over and beating her down.

But Carol's strength stat surpassed Clinton's by a fair margin, she calmly pulled him in closer as he gripped harder. Then finally he lost control of his cutlass as it flew to Carol.

"Would you like to continue?" She asked in a cold demonic voice, Clinton's hair stood on end as he walked off stage. Carol threw his cutlass back and he grabbed it sheathing it in a single stroke.

'She's improved quite a lot peak early inner reformation. But ultimately she will be unable to involve herself in the next stage.' I thought as my sword intent fluctuate until it became like the First King's sword intent.

The Rain King looked at me with utter shock his body seemed to be shaking. I stood up and faced the Sword King who's face was calm like a mountain.

'Truly fit for a king, such strength of character.' Even I had to admit he had strong character

"I think these boring proceedings require some spice." I intoned in a loud voice that pierced the ears of everyone in the arena.

"Such disrespect will not be tolerated." Some yelled at me from the crowd, but the king raised his hand to shut them up.

"What are your intentions?" The king as in a curious voice.

"I would like to challenge Kallis for the title of Sword King." I said with a slight smirk

"Son, what do you think? The king said as he looked at Kallis, then Kallis' sword intent burst out as his body flashed towards the arena.

Carol had already left and she was currently staring at me almost enraptured.

'Does she recognize me?' I thought as I stared into her eyes, she seemed to have recognized my demeanor and almost thought I was Lucas.

'Well no matter, soon things will be thrown into chaos.' I said as I landed on the arena and stared at Kallis.

The assistant headmaster quietly went up to the stage and looked at both of us. He made sure that we were a fair distance apart before he raised his hand.

"Sword Slayer Shen vs Sword King Kallis." He said in a loud voice as my eyes flashed with a white sword intent.

"Draw the Qi." When I killed Shen I stole his insights on the sword path and refined them. With the First King's sword intent, it became even more profound.

I combined Shen's sword drawing with the sword Qi of the First King. From my sword came an infinite white Qi blasting into the surroundings like a gale.

"How did you get the Ancestor King's intent?" Kallis asked as he released his own sword intent as it cut apart the gale. It had elements of the First King's path as well!

"Why do you care?" I teased as my sword intent seeped into the ground creating cracks in the stage.

"Fine, then I'll force the answers out of you!" He said as he unsheathed his sword and flew at me. On the stage were only after images and the sounds of swords clashing all over the place.

"What kind of fight is this? Aren't they only Transitioning Knights?" A Grand Knight said as his mouth twitched.