A Man Like None Other

Octavion stared at the broken hilt in his hand, looking nonplussed. Finally, he could only sigh helplessly and managed a bitter smile. “Your Dragonslayer Sword is indeed powerful. My blade is considered a top-notch spiritual tool, but I never imagined it would crumble so easily under your sword. Could I possibly take a look at your sword?”

“Sure!” Jared casually tossed Dragonslayer Sword over to Octavion.

Octavion received Dragonslayer Sword, his expression serious as he examined it.

He merely infused a touch of his spiritual energy into Dragonslayer Sword, hoping to thoroughly understand the weapon.

Just as the spiritual energy was infused, Dragonslayer Sword began to tremble violently. Immediately after, a blistering sword light surged, heading straight for Octavion’s palm.

Octavion was taken aback, quickly releasing his grip. Dragonslayer Sword then found its way back into Jared’s hand.

“There’s a sword spirit in Dragonslayer Sword?”

Octavion asked in astonishment.

“Of course, your blade has a blade spirit too, doesn’t it?” Jared said.

said, “It’s not the same. Although my blade also possesses a spirit, it’s not like Dragonslayer Sword. It can’t attack on its own. Compared to Dragonslayer Sword, mine is just a broken blade. After so many rounds with me, you’ve only managed to best me

me,” he said calmly. “Victory and defeat are common occurrences. Today’s battle has been quite enlightening

passed through Octavion’s eyes. “No need to console me. I took a gamble and lost; I was simply outmatched. I

a smile without uttering a word yet secretly reveled in

indeed concealed his true capabilities. After all, when facing other cultivators, the more cards one had up their sleeve,

After all, there was no deep-seated grudge between them,

has been decided, why don’t we find

found Octavion quite different from the

the future, he would inevitably have to deal with the young scions of

broke into hearty laughter. “Good! I must say, you are quite easygoing. I accept my loss. I’m

two shared a laugh, instantly dissipating the tension that filled the

it wasn’t devoid of easygoing individuals. Octavion had lost, but

Bernard was in a standoff with the members of the Tenth Hall. The atmosphere was extremely tense. Although no one took the

Octavion, chatting and laughing together, they were all

“Octavion…”