Chapter 1484: Chapter 1164: Automatic Spellcasting
When the part of the sword tip was returned, the Elders of the La Sang Family had not yet grasped what had actually occurred. Later, an envoy from the Mohe Clan thoroughly explained the sequence of events, indicating that the Mohe Clan had wrested the precious sword tip from the hands of the other three great Families. At the same time, the envoy also delivered a personal letter from the Great Elder.
The content of the letter was straightforward, recounting some elements of the traditional friendship between the two families and nothing more.
However, the Great Elder of the La Sang Family understood.
"An overture of goodwill, meaning, we already have an ally before our rise," the Great Elder said.
"Could such good fortune be true?" asked an Elder nearby, disbelieving.
"Good fortune? Good fortune is also because we have strength; without strength, this so-called ally would just as quickly leave us," the Great Elder said.
"What do we do now? Should we call Henki back?"
"No, there’s no need. This matter has always been managed by La Sang, and he has done well. There’s no reason to interfere with his methods mid-way."
On one hand, the sword tip had been returned to its rightful owner, but those potions had already caused a stir among the various Families. Not because the potions were too miraculous, but because no one knew what use the potions had. The scientists within these Families had conducted a series of tests, trying to discern the characteristics of the potions, only to find that the potions exhibited inertness. They hardly participated in any reactions, and were not sensitive to energy changes. Everyone had seen with their own eyes how these potions had repaired Henki’s damaged Energy Alloy Greatsword, so there must be similar components involved. However, the scientists could only detect extremely limited components.
"Idiots, they are all idiots!" Curses of similar sentiment echoed from Family to Family. Some even began to send envoys to the Mohe Clan, attempting to indirectly enquire about the characteristics of the sword tip, but the Mohe Clan rebuffed them with a terse response.
"No comment."
On the other hand, the inter-family tournament was still ongoing. As the predicted champion, Henki was not competing, so he was still present at the tournament grounds. Today Elsa had two battles, and Long Yi would not miss them.
The previous matches were intense, the warriors all going all out. After yesterday’s elimination rounds, the strength of the remaining warriors had inevitably increased, which made the spectacle even better to watch. The surrounding audience kept cheering, while Long Yi found it rather uninteresting. He was now just eager to find out the kind of shocks his dropped stone had caused among the Families.
Finally, it was Elsa’s turn to compete. Long Yi perked up as the proceedings on the field should be somewhat interesting.
Elsa’s opponent looked extremely composed, which was evident from the way he walked. Despite controlling the movements of armor suits, different warriors’ personalities led to different walking postures. Elsa’s opponent’s stance was very steady, with very little upper body movement. The rhythm of movement of the two legs seemed indistinguishable. Long Yi was sure that these suits of armor did not have automatic structures, meaning that this controller was indeed a very steady person.
Alright, Long Yi had to admit he had chosen a decent word, though what he really meant was stiff. But then he thought, the Aisa that Elsa was portraying was actually even stiffer, so he ultimately still used the word steady.
"Aisa, we finally meet. Do you know how much I have been looking forward to battling you?" the opponent said.
"Why?" Elsa asked, perplexed.
"Because in my view, I am the one with the most perfect fundamentals, and only my fighting style can be described as textbook. And you, you’re not up to the mark!" the opponent said.
"If that is the case, there is only one way to determine who is the most perfect," Elsa raised her energy sword.
"Yes, there is only one way," the opponent also raised his energy sword at the same time.
Without further ado, the battle began directly. Compared to most of the other fights, the clash between Elsa and her opponent was much less dramatic in terms of spectacle. Both sides relied solely on the most basic battle skills, without using any martial techniques, accurately as they had described themselves as doing.
—This was a textbook battle.
All of their moves and skills were perfectly consistent with the teachings, the timing of the counters, the angles of attack, all could be described as flawlessly executed. And because of the extremely fast speed of their moves, it felt like fluid poetry in motion. The battle between them, if slowed down a lot, looked like two instructors teaching new fighters, causing many warriors in the audience to have this illusion.
This kind of encounter had never happened before, a pure clash of foundational skills.
At first, Elsa also found it truly astonishing—was there really someone among these people who was so proficient in basic skills? And this proficiency seemed a bit too precise. Like despite Elsa’s own emphasis on precision, it was only relative. Without being a machine, hitting the same spot twice was impossible.
But the opponent’s attacks were different. As long as he executed the same move, he would inevitably hit the same spot!
