Chapter 191 Cleared The Battle Tower: Battle Between Martial Emperors?
As Arthur ascended through the Battle Tower and reached the formidable 90th floor, news of his astonishing progress began to spread throughout the academy like wildfire.
Distinguished figures within the institution, including some of the masters and even the Vice Principal himself, were swiftly informed of the unprecedented situation.
The Vice Principal, a middle-aged man with a thoughtful expression, arrived at the scene, deciding to remain concealed among the clouds to avoid drawing attention from the academy's disciples.
He couldn't help but ponder the message the Emperor had sent him. The words echoed in his mind, "Be prepared for Arthur."
He knew that Arthur was a hidden card, perhaps the most significant one, in the complex power struggles and fights for the throne within the empire.
Thinking of this, he let out a sigh, "The matters of the Royal Family are always complicated. If I could I would rather not get involved."
The Vice Principal was actually also a member of the Hartfield Royal Family. He could be called Arthur's uncle.
"But then again. This little smart brat has indeed grown up. Hahaha," he laughed as he recalled some distant memories.
But nevertheless, like the others at the scene he was thinking...or rather hoping.
'Can he clear the tower?'
The Battle Tower was a treasure that the Emperor brought himself after a journey to the outside world.
It was also at the same time that he brought a new born baby back. Who had turned out to the Arthur.
But only a few individuals were privy to this top secret information.
As Arthur reached the 91st floor, he recognized the imminent challenge posed by opponents at the Martial Emperor Realm.
He retrieved his weapon, a clear indication that he was prepared to face enemies of a much higher caliber.
Not that he couldn't still clear the challenge bare handed. But Martial Emperor Realm Cultivators could have all sorts of tricks up their sleeve.
But the feeling of restlessness in his heart grew stronger.
"I wonder what is waiting for me at the top."
Outside the Battle Tower, the spectators gazed at the illuminating 91st floor, unable to contain their anticipation and curiosity.
They knew that these floors would be populated by Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses, but the precise power levels remained a mystery.
No one had clear up to this level before since the tower was installed in the academy 16 years ago.
Conversations buzzed among the onlookers, like a hive of bees, speculating about the challenges Arthur would face as he continued his ascent.
"What kind of Martial Emperors will he encounter?"
"Do you think he can handle them? He should still be in the Martial King Realm though."
"His battle power should be pretty high so I think he can clear the next two or three floors at least."
"Let's watch and see."
Some whispered excitedly about the possibility of witnessing a Martial Emperor Realm battle, a rare and awe-inspiring spectacle.
As these conversations and speculations continued, Arthur stood on the 91st floor, his mind focused and his sword at the ready.
He was about to face an entirely new level of challenges that would test not only his strength and skills but his focus was elsewhere.
So he would crush whatever obstacles lay in his path.
As the first opponent descended to the 91st floor, the anticipation among the spectators was palpable.
They expected a fierce battle due to the difference in cultivation realms.
However, before they could even process the situation, the 92nd floor unexpectedly lit up, leaving the crowd bewildered.
Whispers and murmurs of astonishment echoed through the gathering as the floors continued to illuminate one after another.
The 93rd, 94th, 95th, and so on, all the way to the 99th floor, shone brightly.
At the 99th floor, Arthur faced a late-stage Martial Emperor Realm opponent. He didn't hesitate for a moment.
With unparalleled speed and precision, he unleashed his peak-level sword concept, obliterating the enemy with a single strike.
The room quaked as if resonating with the power of this display. Then, a brilliant light surged upward from the tower, piercing the sky.
Shock and awe rippled through the onlookers. Many found themselves speechless, unable to comprehend the extraordinary feat they had just witnessed.
Even the most esteemed elders, who had seen countless battles and challenges in their lifetimes, were taken aback by Arthur's extraordinary display of power.
One of the elders couldn't contain his excitement and muttered, "Incredible, absolutely incredible. The power displayed here is beyond anything I've ever seen in my years at the academy."
A nearby disciple voiced what many were thinking, "Is it just me or did he clear remaining floors faster than the previous floors?"
"Maybe the 91st floor and above was easier?"
"That can't be possible."
Amid the commotion, Anastasia watched with a mix of pride and amazement.
The shadow of worry she'd harbored at the start of Arthur's ascension through the tower had gradually lifted, replaced by a sense of awe at the formidable might of her companion.
As the clamor of voices outside the Battle Tower continued, Arthur stood alone at the 99th floor, his heart pounding with the adrenaline of the fierce battle he'd just won.
He was aware that his astonishing achievement had repercussions beyond the tower itself.
It was a clear proclamation of his extraordinary talents, shattering the doubts of any who had questioned his cultivation level.
Now, no one could deny his strength. The Battle Tower had confirmed him as an elite among the elites.
But in the back of his mind, the purpose for his journey remained. The secrets of the Red Sky Secret Realm lay waiting, and Arthur knew that, despite the triumph here, greater challenges and treasures awaited him on the horizon.
After clearing the 99th floor, Arthur found himself standing in a grand, palace-like hall. His senses were immediately drawn to the illusory figure that materialized before him.
The figure wore armor that concealed its features, rendering its face hidden in shadow. However, in a strange turn of events, Arthur felt a peculiar sense of familiarity emanating from the enigmatic figure.
With a deep, resonant voice, the armored figure spoke, "Finally, a worthy talent... Wait a minute... who are you?!"
Arthur was equally baffled. The figure's words, and the curiosity in its voice, suggested a recognition that neither of them could comprehend.
Nevertheless, there was something profound about this entity's presence that sent ripples in his soul.
Outside the Battle Tower, the arrival of the other Princes and elite disciples created a buzz of excitement and curiosity.
Eleven of the thirteen elite disciples were now present, each looking at the shining tower with a mix of awe and puzzlement. Speculations and whispers spread through the crowd as they eagerly awaited what would happen next.
However, the most astonishing arrival was that of ancient seniors who had been in a deep slumber for over a thousand years. This extraordinary event had awakened them from their prolonged rest.
They appeared at the scene, their faces etched with a mix of surprise and interest. Among these ancient figures was the Principal of the academy, who recognized them and offered deep bows of respect.
As the awakened seniors inquired about Arthur's identity, their gaze shifted to the brilliantly illuminated tower.
The entire academy had become a focal point, and even many powerful figures within Hartfield City had turned their attention to the unfolding events.
In the distance, the Emperor stood on a balcony, his gaze fixed upon the academy.
A subtle tension had crept into his expression, and his thoughts remained deeply enigmatic.
It was as though he held a silent connection with the extraordinary events transpiring within the academy.
With his cultivation level he could see through to the academy. This distance couldn't obstruct his vision.
Within the palace-like hall on the 99th floor, Arthur and the armored figure faced a mutual enigma, an inexplicable connection that raised more questions than answers.
As the crowd outside the Battle Tower speculated and the ancient seniors gathered to witness the spectacle, the curiosity surrounding Arthur and his discovery at the top of the tower seemed to deepen, and the stage for what lay ahead had been set.
Amid the tumultuous events at the Battle Tower, a fierce battle raged within one of the forbidden grounds in an unknown place.
A group of powerful Martial Emperors clashed in a spectacular display of martial prowess.
The setting was a vast, desolate battlefield, a place where the boundaries between heaven and earth seemed to blur. The ground beneath their feet was scorched and fractured, with deep craters and fissures marking the aftermath of their furious confrontations.
Among the warriors, each clad in their unique martial armor and wielding formidable weapons, there was a palpable aura of raw power.
Sparks of energy crackled through the air as their techniques and martial skills clashed with destructive force.
The warriors, deeply entrenched in battle, exchanged intense glares as they executed incredible techniques. A sense of determination and rivalry filled the air as they vied for supremacy.
Their exchanges were accompanied by the clashing of weapons, each strike a testament to their martial prowess. Lightning-fast swordplay, earth-shattering punches, and graceful maneuvers painted an intricate tapestry of combat.
The Martial Emperors fought with both skill and tenacity. Each possessed a unique aura, representing the essence of their chosen path of cultivation.
Amid the chaos, one warrior, distinguished by their imposing presence, emerged as a formidable figure.
With a blade that seemed to cleave through the very fabric of reality, they unleashed a devastating technique. It was a strike that resonated with the profound mysteries of the world, a testament to their mastery.
A chorus of gasps and cheers erupted from the bystanders who had gathered to witness this clash of titans. They marveled at the incredible feats of strength and technique displayed by these warriors.
While the outcome of this battle remained uncertain, the passion and dedication of these martial Emperors were unmistakable.
As they continued to trade powerful blows and execute awe-inspiring techniques, it became evident that their ambitions and aspirations knew no bounds.
In this spectacular showdown, the warriors had one goal in mind: to prove their supremacy and earn their place in the annals of history as legends of the martial world.
The forbidden grounds bore witness to their unrelenting spirit, an embodiment of the boundless potential that martial cultivation held.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺