Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 777: Men's War (4)

What surprised Alan was that Link's sharp sword had been used with his left hand. Generally speaking, people are better at using their right hand. Even if there were ferocious people who used double blades, there would usually be some difference in the strength of their attacks. They were both weak on the left and strong on the right. Few of them had the same or even the opposite strength of their hands.

However, Link's sword strike was neat and clean. It was a simple stab, but it had the feeling of piercing through the sky. That wasn't a simple move, but it required a thousand hammers to be practiced before he could thrust out such a sword.

Alan immediately turned around and avoided the stab. At the same time, he swept his saber towards Link's waist. Similarly, there were no unnecessary movements, but there was an undisguised killing intent in the saber momentum! Link's left foot touched the ground and he leapt into the air. Allen's saber almost touched the soles of his feet. If he had been half a beat slower, the consequences would have been completely different.

Link narrowed his eyes as he practiced Alan's saber technique. Just now, this saber had completely abandoned all fancy tricks and only wanted speed. This was a saber technique for killing people!

The two of them attacked each other, and both of them had some understanding of each other.

Link landed, turned around, and sprinted. The sword in his left hand was almost weightless, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a machine gun that stabbed out countless times. Alan could only feel the sparks of sword light coming towards him, as dense as a shower. In fact, the pressure from his sword strike had affected his vision, making him unable to see Link's figure clearly.

Such a sword skill!

Metalon leaned forward slightly and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen this move. It's just that I didn't use my Origin Energy, and it was used by Link. If it was used by Archduke Reibis, it would be the moving scene of the meteors filling the sky."

The surrounding people's expressions changed when they heard this, as if they were imagining what a spectacular scene it would be.

At this moment, although Allen's eyes were not as Metalon had said, he could see the meteors in the sky. However, starlight flickered as he shouted softly. Allen raised his saber and leaned forward. Ignoring all the starlight sword energies, Link's sword shadow suddenly crashed into him with a loud sound. The long saber slashed out calmly, but it gave off a strong imposing aura of the three armies.

The starlight in the sky suddenly dissipated.

Link suddenly took three steps back. He finally raised his right hand, which he hadn't used all this time, and used three consecutive sword strikes to slash down on Allen's attack. The first sword was bounced away by the long saber, the second sword slightly gripped the saber momentum, and the third sword caused the long saber to tilt to one side. Even though it was only a millimeter away, it flashed past Link's side. When the blade landed on the ground, a crack appeared on the ground of the training ground. The gap extended out, creating a three-meter-long, ten-centimeter-deep wound.

Link looked at the wound and felt rather dazzling. Ellen didn't use Origin Energy in this saber strike. In other words, this was the basic strength of his body. Link didn't feel that his unprotected body was as hard as the ground. Of course, his protective Origin Energy was enough to turn a serious injury into a light injury, but that would be equivalent to him losing.

Suddenly, he regretted that he seemed to be too arrogant. Perhaps, as Ellen had said, it would be better to put on armor.

The two of them drew a distance again.

Everyone was dazzled by the series of attacks and defenses just now. Whether it was the envoys of Adahua Planet or the soldiers of Fierce Vulture, they all applauded the wonderful battle between the two of them. Mira put down her hand and said, "Young Master Link is indeed formidable. He has split apart the attacks and defenses of the Star Swordsmanship, yet he still has such a wonderful performance. It is truly impressive. There is also the human who fought against him. Although I am not a warrior, it is still not bad for him to be able to force Young Master Link to adopt a defensive stance."

Metallon nodded and said, "Alan is indeed not bad. At his age, being able to understand saber techniques so deeply is already considered to be a first-rate talent. However …"

"But what?" Mira asked.

"Nothing much. They're going to have a second round." Metalon smiled.

Mira smiled but didn't say anything. Before Metallon could finish his words, he didn't know what he was trying to say.

Looking at Alan, Metalon sighed softly in his heart. How could the Imperial Court reveal that it had inquired about the person Lucy liked? Orfasis personally ordered someone to find out Alan's background. Allen's life had already been reported to the emperor. Metallon had read the report, and to be honest, Ellen was excellent. Whether it was his own potential, talent, or ability in sequence design, it was enough to squeeze him into the ranks of geniuses. However, his body was imprisoned by someone using Origin Energy. This was a dangerous mountain peak that stood in front of the word'genius', causing the person who should be dazzling to become dim and devoid of light.

As long as the Origin Energy was imprisoned, Allen's end point would be faster than Link's. His path of martial arts would be even shorter, so short that even someone like Orfasis sighed for him. Because of this, Orfasis did not ask Lucy to come back immediately. According to the emperor, he wanted Lucy to see Alan's limits. He believed that when Lucy saw Allen's accomplishments, she would stop below Level 20, but she was still one of the mediocre mortals. His daughter would eventually come to her senses and know that Allen was not someone she could entrust her life to.

At that time, Lucy would return to him.

Of course, Lucy wouldn't know about all of this, and Metallon wouldn't tell anyone. He and Orfasis were both waiting, waiting for the moment Alan came to an end. From the looks of it, Allen had clearly reached the finish line.

He had already stayed at Level 19 for too long!

According to all the information he had previously obtained, as long as his potential was reasonable, Alan would have broken through long ago after experiencing so many battles. However, he was still hovering around Level 19. Even if his combat skills were exquisite, so what? No matter how exquisite the technique was, it could not fill the gap in strength. Especially after a rank of ten or eight was pulled out, a high-ranking person could completely crush it with absolute strength.

This was also the reason why Metalon did not stop Link from continuing to challenge Alan. He wanted to use this opportunity to let Alan and Lucy see the situation clearly.

Although Lucy would certainly find it hard to accept, time was enough to erase everything.

The old marquis's thoughts rose and fell, and he suddenly heard a loud cry in his ears. When he regained his senses, he saw two figures entangled in the arena.

Allen and Link's movements were already as fast as lightning, and both of them were quick to fight. Allen's saber power was fierce, it was completely an offensive method. He gave up all defenses and launched a fierce attack with an indomitable momentum. Link, on the other hand, cautiously adopted a defensive stance. The long sword in his right hand continuously interweaved into a dense and complicated path of swords, receiving all of Allen's attacks without a single drop of water leaking out.

Whether attacking or defending, both of them were extremely fast. Only experts like Metaron, Roddy, and Catherine could clearly see their movements. Most of them could only see two figures moving at high speed. The loud sounds of metal striking each other repeatedly erupted between them, producing shiny sparks. By the time the speed of both parties reached their peak, their figures had already become completely blurry. Only a dark afterimage remained in everyone's eyes, and they were unable to distinguish between Alan and Link.

Such a fierce battle made people almost forget to breathe.

Everything is always relative, there will be a climax, there will be a trough, there will be a profit and loss of the month, the tide will retreat. Nothing can remain at the highest point forever. Even the gods have fallen, and planets have been born and destroyed.

Alan and Link were no exception.

After pushing at its fastest speed, the dark afterimage gradually turned into two blurry figures, and then the figure became clearer and clearer. In the end, a golden spear rang out. The two of them suddenly separated, each holding a sword and pointing at the other, but simultaneously gasping for breath.

This battle formation didn't move at all. It was purely a battle of physical strength and endurance, but in the end, no one was able to defeat anyone. However, this was only on the surface. For example, Metalon could tell that Link was actually taking advantage of him because he was defending more and attacking less. Alan, on the other hand, was simply letting go of his attacks, consuming far more physical strength than Link. In terms of physical fitness alone, Alan was above Link.

However, fighting wasn't purely a competition of physical strength. Instead, it was an indispensable part of strategy, reaction, Origin Energy, and skill. Link's physical strength was inferior to Alan's, but his exquisite defensive skills made up for this. Otherwise, Alan would have already broken through the defensive line and attacked the city. From this, it could be seen that the defensive skills of the Star Sword Technique were truly formidable. If they were to change places with Link, even Metalon wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to withstand Allen's onslaught under the same circumstances.

After all, the old marquis' battle techniques weren't defensive.

'"258 Blades" Link used less energy than Allen and quickly took a step forward to adjust his breathing. He said, "You attacked 258 blades in less than a minute. In other words, you attacked at least four blades per second. Although you are not the fastest among the people I know, you are the first one at your level to be able to use a saber so fast."

'"Ellen, you are indeed amazing. I apologize for your arrogance. But I'm sorry, if you can't defeat me, I will never agree with you. Even if I can't bring His Highness away today, I will think of another way."

Ellen nodded, "I will make you give up."

"Oh?" '"Can you tell me where your confidence came from?" Link said with a pair of sunglasses.

"It's very simple. I think I've seen through your routine." Alan smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you've completely separated the attack and defense of a sword technique. Your right hand sword is responsible for defense, while your left hand sword specializes in attack. Normally, people are used to right hand attacks, but you're the opposite. I think you're trying to make your opponent misestimate your moves. So you can get the effects of a martial artist, right?"

"And then?"

"Seeing that you can practice your left hand as nimbly as your right, let me guess. In fact, attacking and defending from the left is also to create an illusion. In fact, it doesn't matter which hand is responsible for attacking and defending to you."

Link was shocked. After a while, he nodded and said, "You were able to observe so much despite the ferocity of the attack just now. Mr. Allen, you are indeed a worthy opponent."

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