Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 440: The Beginning Of The War (Part 8)

Chapter 440: The Beginning Of The War (Part 8)

"This is an advanced level Sword Technique. There are very few advanced level Sword Techniques available in the entire Fruit Country. Where else could she have learned this other than from Yolanda Yoder and the Emerald Dragon Spiritual Sword Technique?"

Hernan Rodriguez couldn’t believe it.

"Yolanda Yoder herself only mastered up to the sixtieth form of the Emerald Dragon Spiritual Sword Technique. The sixtieth form couldn’t have such immense power," Antonio Rodriguez said.

He had fought against a master of the Emerald Dragon Spiritual Sword Technique before and knew its power well.

Hernan Rodriguez’s eyes sparkled with newfound interest, "In that case, Amalia’s Sword Technique might be a new advanced level Sword Technique?"

"Ninety percent sure. Unless the Lin’s family taught her, but as far as I know, the Lin family doesn’t possess this kind of Sword Technique."

Antonio Rodriguez narrowed his sinister eyes.

Hernan Rodriguez’s eyes lit up, "It’s not likely that Heavenly Path University would teach her an advanced level Sword Technique. Could she have found it somewhere? Perhaps we could..."

Antonio Rodriguez scoffed, "That set of advanced level Sword Techniques will be Amalia’s compensation to the Rodriguez family."

The Rodriguez family had been searching for a long time and hadn’t found the stolen spiritual stones or the machinery.

Initially, they suspected Maria Ruiz, but upon reconsideration, they realized she didn’t have the capability at the time.

After careful thought, they found no substantial clues and started to suspect Amalia.

Her whereabouts at the time were the most suspicious; that particular area of thunder was right at the edge of the trial zone.

If she had kept going, she would have reached the area near the spiritual stone vein.

The Rodriguez family sent people to Fruit City No. 1 for the purpose of investigating Amalia, and now that they discovered she had even more value, they decided to pin the blame on her, whether she was guilty or not.

The battlefield, shrouded in smoke, shifted rapidly.

the human side had the advantage from the start because they had obtained the information in advance.

After the combined efforts of Kenny Lin and Amalia led to the killing of two high-level mutated creatures, the pressure on the human side was greatly reduced.

The morale on the battlefield soared to its peak, and everyone became more confident in defending the city.

In another corner, someone watched Amalia on the city wall with a malevolent gaze.

"She used two powerful attacks in a row, so she must be low on spiritual energy now. This is a good opportunity to strike," said a man with a shaved head in a low voice.

"She’s on the city wall, surrounded by soldiers and officers. If we’re caught, our identities will be exposed," said a middle-aged man, his face grim.

"We’re on the battlefield now. The chaos of battle is the best cover we could ask for. If we miss this opportunity, we’ll never have another like it to take our revenge," the bald man said, his greedy eyes fixed on Amalia and the spiritual weapon in her hand.

"Moreover, her sword technique seems to be advanced level sword technique or even beyond. If she continues to grow stronger, she might master even more formidable techniques that we could never defeat in a fair fight."

"Too bad we can’t force her to reveal the sword technique on the battlefield without killing her. That would have been perfect."

Having such a high-level sword technique would greatly enhance his own abilities.

The middle-aged man grew agitated, "What about Lorenzo Garraka?"

The bald man smiled, "Don’t rely on him. Although Holden Trueno is reckless, he’s not without his own judgment. I’ve observed that while he dislikes Amalia, he’s not at the point of wanting to kill her."

"In the past, he always clashed with Kenny Lin, but he never took any action against him. Counting on him is pointless; we’re better off handling it ourselves."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, "Then let’s go with your plan. Most people know me, so I’ll leave this task to you."

"Rest assured, she’s in no state to take me on now. You cover me."

The bald man used the surrounding mutated creatures as cover to approach Amalia.

The middle-aged man pretended to struggle, opening gaps that allowed mutated creatures to break through and create chaos, drawing everyone’s attention away.

Thus, no one noticed someone leaving their post.

Holden Trueno was feeling frustrated, especially after seeing someone he disliked gain prominence.

This person also had a close relationship with Kenny Lin.

Being defeated by Kenny Lin was one thing, even though Holden Trueno disliked him, he had to admit that Kenny Lin had exceptional talent.

He had long since come to terms with the fact that he was not on the same level as Kenny Lin.

But then Amalia, who was connected to him, also showed such remarkable skills.

And as a third-year student at Heavenly Path University who had advanced rapidly, Holden Trueno felt even more irritated.

Amalia had stolen his spotlight.

"Young Master, it seems Amalia’s situation might not be too good," Lorenzo Garraka said cautiously, watching Holden Trueno’s expression and casually mentioning it.

Holden Trueno glanced at Lorenzo Garraka, "And then what?"

Lorenzo Garraka was choked, he was already a little anxious. So, he couldn’t help but say, "Doesn’t Young Master really dislike her?"

"So what if I dislike her? Do you think I, Holden Trueno, am a petty coward who only schemes in the shadows?" Holden Trueno glared at him.

Lorenzo Garraka awkwardly smiled, "Of course not. Young Master has always been upright and honorable."

Holden Trueno scoffe,. "Next time I hear you say something like that, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Focus on fighting the mutated creatures. If anyone causes trouble, I’ll deal with them myself!"

"Yes, Young Master."

Lorenzo Garraka didn’t dare to bring up Amalia again, afraid Holden Trueno would throw him off the city wall as bait for the mutated creatures.

At least he had tried his best, though the outcome wasn’t as he had hoped.

The others probably wouldn’t pursue the matter further, even if he had only taken a small portion of the money.

He could always return the rest.