Chapter 42. The King of Weapons (14)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Swords4Fun

Clang! Clang! Clang

The hands that wielded the spear felt light. It was like moving a brush to constantly draw in the air. It was hard not to believe it seeing the blue dance in response in the air around him. Han had become drawn to the numerous blue waves he created in the air with his spear.

He moved his spear endlessly toward Leonhard, someone who could overcome any adversity. Now he challenged him yet again with his spear.

And – Han could perceive it.

The smirk on Leonhard’s lips.

Despite the fierce offensive, the main character was still the main character.

Leonhard, who was again receiving his strong attacks, still saw no threat. He gently repelled the spear with his First Heavenly Sword. Despite the intense sound, his hand gestured delicately while wielding the sword, appearing equally as light as walking on air.

It was as if he politely acknowledged all of Han’s attacks. Even if he made an attack that could penetrate anything, Leonhard would subtly repel it.

Flow…?

He could feel it at that moment.

The fact that Leonhard, who previously only struck his spear to repel it, was now reacting smoothly as if he was flowing with his spear.

He was surprised.

But it was quite good.

Because he wouldn’t have to hesitate for an instant to attack.

Even if he attacked almost with all his might, Leonhard would receive it without any problems.

There was no doubt in his gaze.

Rather, enjoyment, joy, pleasure… he only saw those emotions.

He thought he probably had the same eyes as Leonhard.

He suddenly turned his body once to make a surprise attack.

A movement that made it difficult to predict the trajectory of the spear.

It seemed that the spear was heading for various points.

The points of blue light soon became a single line.

In the end, the spear attack looked like a beam of light.

Clanggg!!

Leonhard, who received the spear attack as if he could not avoid it, was pushed backwards. His feet dragged on the floor.

The thunderous sound that came from the clash of their weapons was nothing like before.

He could even feel it as he retrieved his spear.

He was sure he could land a blow.

Just a little. There was a really tiny gap.

Leonhard’s sword became faster and faster.

The tip of the spear pointed at his side. For a moment, he thought Leonhard would not react, so he planned to stop before he hit him.

However.

That guy could do it.

A really crazy talent.

Did the main character really have to do these things now? He almost had him!

Leonhard’s adaptation was abnormal.

And at that time –

“…What….?”

When Leonhard lowered his sword, Han instantly had the illusion that he disappeared for just a second…

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ㅡNo talent goes beyond the attribute— People often said.

Even the best talent was useless if it was not backed by a higher grade attribute. These disqualifiers always had an unfortunate impact on people. Posted only on NovelUtopia

Even if someone had outstanding talents, if their attribute grade was low, they would soon reach their limits. It was normal for them to hear phrases like, ‘if his attribute was only one grade higher, he could shine even more’.

Leonhard was used to hearing such phrases from everyone, including the people he knew. His own family uttered such things…

But he wanted to believe that those people were wrong, even though he could not prove it personally. Leonhard knew he had been greatly blessed when he received the highest attribute. A Legendary grade attribute.

However, he now had someone in front of him who proved how ridiculous those thoughts were.

It now dawned on him.

This was the same someone who could accomplish what even he had been unable to do. His talent transcended his attribute – and on an incredible scale.

The talent Han Seong possessed far exceeded his Spearman attribute. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain this fight.

A strength beyond explanation.

He knew that when an attribute reached Level 4, the bearer not only gained a lot of knowledge, but also wisdom behind it, which increased his power.

But it made no sense for Han Seong to immediately display this strength just because he now had a better understanding of his attribute. Leonhard laughed inwardly.

Han Seong reached that level because he strained his potential, talent, and hard work to the breaking point, and the power he acquired afterwards was nothing more than a reward for his efforts.

It was only fair that Leonhard, too, had to sincerely work to demonstrate his power.

The aura that the First Heavenly Sword had could only be released at Level 3 – which he had now attained.

Not only could he imbue the sword with the aura of First Heavenly Sword, he could do much more if he applied that aura to his body. He had learned the extent of the uses of this aura while blocking Han Seong’s attacks.

Which included the move to end this fierce fight.

“……!”

In a flash, he disappeared to reappear in front of Han Seong, narrowly missing the spearhead to his back region. The neck where his sword pointed to was soaked with sweat.

Although his body recovered after his attribute evolved, Han Seong had swung the spear so many times that his body was overtaxed. As unfortunate as it was, upgrading an attribute level did not upgrade the body as well – it was only a temporary reprieve granted to the warrior.

“……” Leonhard smiled at Han Seong, who looked at him in amazement. The sword remained at the cadet’s neck, positioned for full effect and in full view for all to see. He heard collective exhalations and exclamations in response.

“This is the end of the sparring match.” Instructor Avalanche declared abruptly.

He began to lower his sword in satisfaction upon hearing the instructor’s words.

Han Seong. That peculiar name among so many cadets… It was well worth remembering.

Especially since after a long and arduous fight, Leonhard had ended the fight without any serious injury to the beleaguered cadet.

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