Chapter 70: Chapter70-Ready for a Brawl?
On the arena platform, Owen’s heartbeat pounded like a war drum, and dense, viscous mana surged turbulently within him.
His body swelled slightly like a balloon, veins bulging all over.
Numerous black impurities and grime were expelled from his body under the impact of the raging mana, forming a foul-smelling black membrane on his skin.
The mana swirling around him burned like flames, quickly drying the black membrane, which then flaked off as black powder, revealing his refined, bronze-colored skin.
An unprecedented feeling of strength filled his entire body, making his eyes gleam and his breath sharp as arrows.
It felt as if a single thought could stir up a mana storm!
He felt like a sovereign ruler of the world.
It was only at this moment that Owen understood what “Supreme of All” truly meant!
The Godslayer Staff was indeed a divine artifact, the king of all staffs and weapons on the continent!
No weapon has the right to attack its king!
It will only be devoured!
By devouring others’ weapons, it can convert them into experience! Truly worthy of the Godslayer Staff!
Owen’s face lit up with joy. His recent gamble had paid off!
Although the Dragonslayer Dagger was a legendary weapon, it was insignificant in the presence of a divine artifact, especially the Godslayer Staff!
Feeling the vast mana elements within and around him, Owen couldn’t help but let out a triumphant howl and then smiled at John.
He had to admit, John was truly his lucky star!
Not only had he delivered the Armament Merge, but he also brought the legendary Dragonslayer Dagger, significantly boosting Owen’s power in a short time!
Legendary weapons are extremely rare and difficult to come by.
Even if one is fortunate enough to encounter one, without the right opportunities and strength, gaining recognition from such a weapon is nearly impossible.
As Owen smiled at John, John’s expression was as if he had eaten something foul.
Whether it was the Armament Merge or the Dragonslayer Dagger, these were John’s hard-earned trump cards.
Now, it felt like he had handed them over to his greatest rival. This realization drove him mad with rage.
He clutched his hair tightly, unable to believe it was real.
Even Ymir, within John’s necklace, showed a rare expression of shock.
From the moment Owen used Absolute Copy, she sensed things were going wrong.
Owen was too mysterious, and their understanding of him was too limited.
Now, all of John’s techniques and trump cards had not only failed but had also become Owen’s tools for victory.
“Give back the Dragonslayer Dagger!” John, growing more furious, glared at Owen.
The Dragonslayer Dagger was his most potent weapon; he couldn’t just let it go.
Owen’s response was a blood-red dragon that surged out from his forehead.
The dragon was originally only the size of a thumb, but as it emerged from Owen’s forehead, it rapidly expanded, growing to a size of several dozen meters, larger than the arena itself.
This was the vengeful dragon’s remnant spirit within the Dragonslayer Dagger, imbued with an extremely terrifying killing intent.
Owen intended to turn John’s own weapon against him.
John had already suffered some backlash from using the Dragonslayer Dagger, and now, suddenly facing such a terrifying magical attack, he was forced to muster his mana for defense.
However, as soon as his mana formed, it was mercilessly shattered by the charging dragon, which then struck him hard in the chest, sending him flying off the arena.
Boom!
John’s body crashed heavily into the ground below the arena, creating a deep crater several dozen meters wide, shrouded in darkness and swirling with dust.
“No!”
John, his body racked with pain and drained of strength, let out an unwilling roar. He had trained tirelessly for years to soar to the top and make a name for himself on the continent, only to be overtaken and surpassed by Owen. It was a complete failure.
Not only did he fail to obtain Owen’s Order, but he also lost his own skills and the Dragonslayer Dagger.
Coughing up a mouthful of blood from the physical pain and intense frustration, John collapsed into the crater.
As John’s energy reached its lowest point, the Council of Elders, the royal family, and the headmaster of Luna Academy, who had been closely watching the battle, all breathed a sigh of relief.
Despite the twists and turns of the battle, Owen ultimately defeated John, preserving Marry’s honor as well as the reputation of the royal family and the academy.
Meanwhile, Davis, Monroe, Carlos, and other prodigies looked on in utter astonishment. Not only had Owen defeated John, but his strength had also clearly increased significantly!
Breaking through in battle, growing stronger the more he fights – they had only heard of such feats, but it happened truly and unmistakably with Owen!
Especially as Owen’s tier rapidly increased, they even had a sense of not being able to detect Owen’s aura at all.
If the pre-breakthrough Owen gave them a faint sense of danger, the post-breakthrough Owen’s aura was completely indiscernible to them!
This change could only mean that Owen’s level had significantly increased!
Edward, coming to his senses, adjusted his fallen monocle back into place. He scrutinized Owen with an uncertain expression and asked, “May I ask, Master Owen, what level have you reached now?!”
With Edward’s voice, everyone’s attention turned to Owen. Seeing that even Edward couldn’t see through Owen, they were even more astonished.
Edward was a renowned figure in Academy City, known for his arrogance and fearlessness. Yet now, he was showing such respect to Owen!
What level had Owen reached?!
They had all seen the glow of Owen’s upgrade just now, but the light was so dazzling and fleeting that no one could tell exactly how much he had advanced. However, it was clearly not just one or two levels.
When Edward asked, Owen thought for a moment before replying, “Not that much, just gold-tier level 8.”
Gold-tier level 8?!
Everyone gasped, wondering if they had misheard. Gold-tier level 8! Owen had been just gold-tier level 2 moments ago and had now advanced six levels?! Such a massive increase was terrifying!
It was well known that for most mages, even advancing a single level could take months or even years. Advancing seven levels in one go was unimaginable!
Yet this seemingly fantastical event had occurred right before their eyes!
“Comparing oneself to others can really be frustrating. In a simple battle, Owen has made such a tremendous leap. Truly worthy of being called the continent’s greatest genius!”
“Such a figure has never been seen before, in any age. To fight him would surely bring improvement and insight!”
“Indeed, even in defeat, to face such a prodigy would immortalize one’s name in history. It’s a life well lived!”
Quickly, many prodigies, despite their shock, felt a strong surge of fighting spirit.
“Owen, last time we didn’t have the chance to fight. Today, with everyone here, let’s have a match!”
Andre, with his bold and forthright nature, felt a deep-seated desire to fight, spurred by Owen’s combat prowess and talent.
Even though he knew he wasn’t a match for Owen right now, Owen loomed like a towering mountain, overshadowing the brilliance of all other geniuses.
In his presence, others could scarcely be called prodigies. One person, dominating an entire era!
To Andre, this was their misfortune.
Given the current circumstances, they might never surpass Owen, living forever in his shadow. Yet, it was also their fortune!
A prodigy like Owen was destined to become a legendary figure.
To live in the same era, to witness his growth, and even to challenge him was a rare opportunity.
As Andre stepped forward with immense enthusiasm, other prodigies couldn’t sit still.
They rose with determination, issuing their challenges to Owen.
After all, challenging other prodigies no longer held any significance. Only by defeating Owen could they face a true challenge!
Following Andre’s bold move, many top geniuses on the Genius Leaderboard couldn’t help but stand and speak up as well.
“Annie of Moonspring Kingdom challenges Owen!”
Seeing Annie, standing barefoot and surrounded by a mist, many were amazed.
This usually low-key and reserved saint was also stirred by Owen’s fighting spirit!
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