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Chapter 122: Second Match: Apollo Vs Clarion Silverstine

Chapter 122: Second Match: Apollo Vs Clarion Silverstine

Apollo watched all of this, his eyes glowing brightly as he realized his upcoming battles would be even more challenging. He hadn’t expected such a deep understanding of Law and Sword Aura.

According to his estimate, Eryndor’s Sword Aura should be close to 10% Law understanding, and since his Sword Aura wasn’t ordinary, it was likely stronger than most typical 10% Laws.

However, his opponent was Prince Michael, who not only understood the 15% Law but also wielded the rare Light Law, which was more powerful than the basic elemental Laws.

After this intense battle, the competition paused for half an hour to repair the stage and increase the number of barriers around it.

The half-hour break passed quickly, and the anticipation in the arena was palpable. The crowd was eager for the next match, buzzing with excitement and speculation about who would be the next to showcase their abilities.

As the repairs were completed, the Old Man overseeing the competition stepped forward once more. "The next contender, holding the No. 2 token, please step forward and draw your opponent."

A tall, lean figure emerged from the crowd of contestants. It was Clarion Silverstine, his silver armour gleaming under the sunlight. He approached the old man and reached into the box to draw his opponent’s number.

Clarion held up the token, revealing the number ’7.’

The crowd’s excitement intensified as the person holding the No. 7 token stepped forward. It was Apollo, who stepped calmly without showing any unease.

As the number was revealed, a wave of excitement rippled through the crowd. The next match was set: Clarion Silverstine versus Apollo.

The tension in the arena was palpable as the match between Apollo and Clarion Silverstine was announced. Clarion, renowned for his rare Silver metal life energy and incredible strength, stepped forward with an aura of confidence and power.

Apollo, calm and composed, walked to the centre of the arena, ready to face this new challenge. The crowd watched in anticipation, knowing that this battle would be one of the most exciting yet.

Master Arron and others from the Rrioweth kingdom were cheering and looking at the battle with the hope that Apollo would win.

The senior overseeing the match raised his hand, and the arena fell silent. "Begin!" he declared, and the match was officially underway.

Clarion wasted no time, his Silver Armor shimmering with silver life force as he charged at Apollo with a speed that belied his size. His first attack, a powerful punch, was aimed directly at Apollo’s chest.

Apollo, anticipating the move, sidestepped and countered with a swift kick, aiming for Clarion’s side. However, his foot met the unyielding surface of the Silver Energy Armor, and Clarion didn’t even flinch.

Clarion smirked. "You’ll have to do better than that."

Apollo’s eyes narrowed as he focused his energy. "Fine," he replied, his aura intensifying.

With that, Apollo unleashed a barrage of attacks, each one exploding with his crystal-white, chilling ice life force, each strike faster and more powerful than the last. Clarion met each assault with his silver life force, forming an armoured defence.

Clarion, realizing that a defensive approach wouldn’t be enough, decided to switch tactics. With a roar, he summoned a rain of silver spears from above, aiming to overwhelm Apollo with sheer force.

Apollo, undeterred, tapped into his Ice Life Force. The temperature around him plummeted as he created an icy barrier harder than any metal, deflecting the silver spears that could even pierce beasts’ tough hides with ease. Then, with a burst of speed, he closed the distance between them, his fists encased in ice.

Their clash was fierce, each blow creating shockwaves that shook the arena.

As the match between Apollo and Clarion continued, the intensity only grew. Apollo decided it was time to unleash his more advanced skills.

"Let’s see how you handle this," Apollo said, his voice steady but filled with determination. He extended his hands, and the ice life force exploded, dropping the temperature of the arena. A storm of ice blades materialized around him, each one glinting menacingly in the sunlight.

"Ice Blade Storm!"

The blades shot towards Clarion in a flurry, each one carrying the force of Apollo’s Ice Life Force. Clarion, in response, summoned his Silver Energy Armor, but even his formidable defence was tested by the relentless barrage.

"Silver Coffin!" Clarion shouted, and a shimmering, impenetrable barrier of silver energy encased him, deflecting the majority of the ice blades.

Undeterred, Apollo shifted tactics. He summoned his Soul Shattering Bow, the weapon pulsing with his energy. He drew back the string, and an arrow of pure ice formed, infused with a hint of the Ice Law.

During the last few days, he has also increased his understanding of the Ice Law, although not much. It has reached 3%, just enough to use it effectively.

"Take this!" Releasing the arrow with a force that seemed to freeze the very air around it. The arrow soared through the arena, leaving a trail of frost in its wake, aimed directly at Clarion.

Clarion’s eyes widened as he felt the immense power behind the attacks. He even sensed the presence of a mysterious law within them, realizing he couldn’t afford to be careless. Summoning all his strength, he raised his spear, which glowed with a metallic sheen, preparing to counter Apollo’s attack.

As the icy arrow sped towards him, Clarion roared and used his trump card. His spear, infused with a hint of Metal Law, met the arrow in mid-air. The collision created a massive explosion of ice and metal energy. The shockwave from their clash reverberated through the arena, shaking the very foundations and even causing the reorganized protective barriers to shimmer and strain.

The spectators were on the edge of their seats, their breaths held in awe as the dust and debris began to settle. The air was filled with a tangible tension as both warriors stood their ground, their attacks having drained them significantly.

Clarion’s Silver Energy Armor was cracked and chipped, and his breaths were heavy and laboured. Yet, his spirit remained unbroken.

Apollo, his icy aura still radiating with power, took a step forward. His eyes were locked onto Clarion’s, determination blazing within them.

"You’ve pushed me to my limits, Clarion," Apollo said, his voice calm but firm. "But this ends now."

Today he almost used all of his strength except for some trump cards and the law of death.

With that, Apollo drew his bow once more. The ice arrow that formed was larger and more potent than before, its blue hue glowing brightly with the power of the Ice Law.

"Arrow of Frozen God!" Apollo shouted, unleashing his newly mastered high-level skill. He had perfected it just days before the competition, anticipating the fierce battles ahead.

Although it was a high-level skill, its power was even more deadly due to its singular, focused move: the ’Arrow of Frozen God.’ This skill required an understanding of ice law to use and would grow stronger with a deeper comprehension of the law.

Clarion’s eyes widened as he felt the unimaginable power behind the attack that seemed to travel space by freezing everything in its path.

"Spear of War God!" Clarion roared, his spear infused with a potent hint of Metal Law, meeting the arrow in mid-air. The collision created a massive explosion of ice and metal energy, a dazzling and chaotic display of raw power and elemental mastery. The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the arena.

The air around them crackled with energy as shards of ice and fragments of metal swirled violently, creating a tempest that engulfed the combatants. Spectators shielded their eyes from the blinding light and deafening roar, feeling the sheer power radiating from the epic clash.

Apollo’s Arrow of the Frozen God emanated a chilling aura that seemed to freeze everything in its path. The arrow’s icy trail left a crystalline frost on the ground, and the cold seeped into the very marrow of the spectators’ bones.

Clarion’s Spear of the War God glowed with a metallic sheen, infused with the indomitable will of a warrior. The metal Law imbued in his spear added a sharpness that seemed to pierce even the space around it, with each strike reverberating with the sound of space tearing.

As the dust and energy from the collision settled, the arena bore the scars of their battle. The ground was marred with deep gashes, frozen patches, and metallic remnants, a testament to the incredible power and skill both fighters wielded.

The protective barriers flickered, barely holding together under the strain, as the crowd erupted into awed murmurs and cheers, recognizing the extraordinary display of strength and technique they had just witnessed.

But it was soon clear who the winner was as the dust settled and the arena came into view. The explosion had been blinding, and when it finally cleared, Clarion was found frozen in place, encased in a thick layer of ice.

The senior overseeing the match stepped forward, his eyes wide with awe and respect. "The winner is Apollo!" he declared.

And the arena erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.