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The Twelve Rings of Truth

In a world where the ancient power of twelve great rings holds the key to ultimate wisdom and unimaginable might, a young man named Art finds himself thrust into a harrowing quest that will forever alter the course of his life. Art's peaceful existence is shattered when his best friend, falls victim to a nefarious plot orchestrated by a malevolent force seeking control of the rings. Devastated by the loss of his friend, Art is consumed by grief and anger. Vowing to uncover the truth behind his friend's untimely demise and the secrets hidden within the enigmatic Tower of Ascendancy, he embarks on an arduous journey to the tower's peak—the rumored repository of all knowledge and the origin of the twelve rings. As Art climbs the perilous tower, he encounters a captivating array of challenges, cunning adversaries, and enigmatic guardians, each more formidable than the last. Along the way, he forms a motley crew of allies, each with their own reasons for seeking the truth and the power of the rings. Among them is Maximus Silverbane, a fierce and mysterious warrior whose connection to the rings remains shrouded in mystery, and Zephyr, a wise sage with boundless knowledge of ancient lore.

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14 Chs

Clash of geniuses

The battleground is entered by Long Deming and Lu Chen.

As she looks at them, instructor Naomi gives them each a nod.

"Position yourself; the battle will begin when I say it." Naomi addresses them.

"If someone exits the battleground during the combat, it'll be considered a loss. It will be declared a loss if one is unconscious or unable to fight. If a person's life is under danger, it is considered a loss for that individual." Naomi explains the instructions to them.

"Start!" Naomi instructs them to start the battle.

Long Deming narrows his eyes while he looks at Lu Chen. Long Deming releases his aura. Lu Chen takes a step back instinctively. Long Deming stares him in the eyes and says," You are not my match. Leave the battleground as it will save time for us."

Lu Chen is terrified of Long Deming.

Art smiles as he observes the spectacle.

"He's one of the few I mentioned. Do you want him to join the team at the Central tournament? He is 19 years old and is at low-purple stage. He is skilled with the spear." Amelia says to Art.

"He's skilled, but can he be considered a genius? At the age of 19, he is a low-level purple, but you should know that being in White level or having a minimum of that strength is the minimum requirement for being in the top five teams. If he can enhance his spear skills over the next six months, he might have a perfect opportunity to make the tournament subs for the top teams." Art responds quietly and without emotion.

Amelia stares at him and tries to persuade him, but he rejects her.

"Art, you should be aware that competition in the central tournament will be strong, and teamwork will be important. In order to be successful, the team must have a wide range of ability users in different fields. He is in the top 1% of spear arts in terms of skills. Many teams will approach him since he is one of the few trained and skilled with a stronger magic power than the rest." Amelia tries one final time, believing that this time he will consider.

'She is correct that a team must work well to win the central competition, but he is arrogant and not a good team member to consider. In terms of strength, he is average for his age with the resources available to him from his family.' Art thought.

"We can offer him a spot in the team selection process, which will take place in four months. Given that you think he is one of the few, he will qualify if he can beat everyone for the spot." Art tells her still sticking to his original decision.

"You must be aware that you should have a minimum of four members in two months in order to have strong coordination within the team, which is why I am urging you to join him to the team with at least a few members so that you can have an advantage in the team battle. Anyway, I'm glad you don't have any team members so that I can join yours." Amelia gives him a gentle smile.

The battle between Long Deming and Lu Chen was drawing to a conclusion as they conversed. Lu Chen is unable to withstand the pressure of Deming's spear arts, and there is a significant gap in magic power levels between them, thus he loses when he runs out of energy and sustains injuries.

Long Deming exits the stage and retires to a quiet location where he can focus on his restoration.

The second combat is continued.

Yang Ming and Long Fengying face off in the second battle.

Long Fengying, Long Deming's younger sister, is 17 years old. She is one of the most beautiful women on the upper eastern continent, only behind Murong Qiuyue and Situ Mei Xing in the ranking.

The command of Naomi kicks off the battle between Yang Ming and Long Fengying.

Yang Ming does not waste any time and starts attacking. He attacks with his saber in hand and uses his low-level purple magic pressure to slow down his opponent.

Long Fengying is one of the continent's most talented women, and she lives up to her reputation by fighting Yang Ming on an equal footing with her spear techniques. Fengying is a high-level Violet stage, yet her ability to withstand the attacks of Yang Ming, who is two levels above her, and still stand on an equal footing with him, demonstrates her talent, which is far more than Long Deming's.

"You're good, but can you hold your own against magical attacks?" Yang Ming sneers and attacks her with his saber and his magic energy.

"Low-purple-Blazing Fire"

Fengying remains silent and defends herself with her water magic.

"High-violet-Waves of Water"

Fire and water fight each other, but fire triumphs over water due to its magical ability to assault it.

Fengying has sufficient time to use her spirit ability to observe and avoid the fire attacks. When Yang Ming notices this, he becomes annoyed and hits her repeatedly with a flaming tornoda.

Fengying creates a high-level Water wall around herself to protect herself from the fire.

The use of precise observation and good magic power, which is one grade purer, surprises Art.

Amelia is taken aback by Long Fenying's battle prowess and inquires, "What about her joining your team?"

Art pauses for a bit and then replies, "Inviting her to join your squad is a good idea. She has the potential to be a strong defensive player for the squad."

Amelia stares him in the eyes and says, "Will you consider your team for a moment? She is more skilled with the spear than Long Deming and possesses good talents, as she can compete with purple fighters while in the violet stage. She is very close to making her Sahasrara while being in violet stage. How high is your team's standard?"

"I believe she would benefit in a girls squad because she will have more flexibility, which is significant given her age and talent. She can reach white stage in six months if she receives our help, and she knows what's best for her given her background. If you really don't want her, I'll add her on my team." Art informs her.

"Are you certain? She's fantastic, and you'll be missing her on your squad." Amelia asks for second time.

Arts confidently responds, "Yes."

The fight between Fengying and Yang Ming is becoming increasingly intense. Yang Ming improves his combat strength by utilizing wind and metal magic, indicating that he is slightly stronger than Long Deming.

To oppose Yang Ming's strikes, Fengying unleashes her wind magic and dark magic. Although it appears that Yang Ming has the upper hand, he is steadily losing magical energy. His strikes are also rendered useless by the Dark Magic, which prevents them from reaching her.

Fengying takes advantage of this opportunity to strike her water and sound magic combo assaults.

"Low-Violet- Sonic Sound"

"High-Violet-Water cyclone"

The usage of sound magic as a support spell for interrupting the opponent startled everyone because it is extremely rare. It is primarily used to paralyze the opponents in a group fight.

Yang Ming loses his balance and placed his hands over his ears to block out the sound.

Yang Ming took a lot of damage from the combined attack of Water and Sound magic.

He is exhausted, and his magical energy has been depleted as a result of his last defense effort. Although she had minor injuries on his body, Fengying remained calm. Her face didn't show any signs of tiredness, but her magical energy had been depleted significantly.

To decide this match, Yang Ming opts for an all-out attack. He attacks her at same time with his Fire, Metal, and Wind magic.

"It was supposed to be utilized in the final, but I didn't expect you to be such a formidable opponent," Yang Ming addresses her with seriousness.

"Low-Purple Fire Canon."

"Low-Purple Hundred Metal Might."

"Super-Violet Wind blast."

Near his saber, a tremendous quantity of power is generated. Its strike power was so strong that it could seriously harm a standard high-purple level Combat master.

Fengying, sensing the magical amount, adopts a solemn expression. She also defends herself with Dark Magic and Water Magic.

"High-violet Dark Hole."

"Low-violet Water hurricane."

She also uses her spirit force to dodge the clash and the attack's residual power.

The massive magic clashes with one another, destroying the majority of the stage. When the smoke clears, a hole appears where the clash occurred.

Fengying, on the other hand, was covered in injuries but was in good situation than Yang Ming. Yang Ming was exhausted and unable to fight back. She grips her spear as the tip of her weapon touches against his throat.

He admits defeat when he realizes there is no way out. Fengying, who was completely exhausted, walks down the stage to regain her strength in order to be prepared for the second round. She sat near the stage, where there was a peaceful spot to rest.

Everyone was taken aback by Long Fengying and Yang Ming's battle capabilities, which was truly exceptional for them.

When Yang Wei sees his son being defeated by someone two levels lower than him, he becomes depressed. The fact that his opponent is in violet stage while he is in purple stage is even more terrible.

Long Deming also has a solemn expression on his face, as if he was the one who fought then he would have lost the fight.

Long Chen, the father of Long Deming and Long Fengying, is likewise beaming with pride.

"She is, admittedly, a gifted individual. She even knows how to use out-of-the-box spirit will. Everyone has the ability to develop their spiritual will, but it takes an exceptional amount of effort to manifest it. You've found a valuable team member." Art tells Amelia.

"Now, you believe you can find a better teammate for the central tournament than her? That's a pipe dream, because her abilities are sufficient to place her in any squad." Amelia smiles as she says to Art.

Naomi begins the third battle as they were conversing.

Chen Zimo and Huang Xin face each other in the third battle.

Huang Xin is the second son of the Huang family's head. He is a 16-year-old boy of medium height. He's at a high level of Blue. He possesses sharp eyes, indicating that he is a swordsman.

Chen Zimo is the Chen family's heir. He is 19 years old and is at mid-level purple level. He is tall and muscular, while his face is expressionless.

"If you don't give up, I'm not going to be merciful." Chen Zimo expresses himself arrogantly.

Huang Xin was outraged when he heard the statements, but he remained silent because he was not stronger than him. The gap between them is huge. Although he wants to participater in the competition and be in top 10, but his luck ran out as he first opponent is Chen Zimo who is known for his trynical power. He admits defeat without even fighting.

Chen Zimo leaves the stage with an arrogant expression.

Naomi starts the fourth battle. Fourth battle is between Amelia and Yang Yuzhen.

Everyone was ecstatic since the match was between two stunning beauties.

"Hold back and don't scare her." Art says Amelia.

"Ok. For this tiny gathering, I will neither humiliate her or display my power level." Amelia reassures him and walks to the front of the stage.