The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Although Omar and Benedict both used swords and mastered swordsmanship, Benedict used a single sword, whereas Omar wielded two.

Two longswords, one was red and the other blue, as red as fire and as blue as ice, showing impeccable force.

“Xander, are you saying that Omar has hidden skills that he never showed?” when Maya heard Xander, she looked surprised, “Ones that he never showed before during the spiritual apprentice list ranking competition?”

Xander nodded.

“We coincidentally met at the Immortal Soldiers Arena, and from then onward, we exchanged information about each other.”

Then, Xander paused as if he recalled the scene that day before adding, “If Casper wants to win, he should force Omar to show the skill as soon as he can.

Otherwise, he has no chance of winning.

Moreover, if he can’t win against Omar today, then he won’t be able to defeat me even after three months.”

Xander was the most prestigious figure among the apprentices, and from a certain point of view, he could be said to be their seniors.

Even Omar, Maya, and the rest were convinced by him.

Hence, when Xander told that, then it would not be wrong.

Maya looked at Caspian, who was in the arena, and mumbled, “I don’t even know who I should support in this match.”

Even though Solana did not interact with the two, her gaze was always on Caspian.

In her eyes, there was a trace of eagerness that no one noticed.

The match soon began.

“Casper, you better watch out!” Omar smiled and withdrew his swords.

“Fierce as Fire!” Omar swept his longsword across with a loud thud, and a hot airwave instantly rushed toward Caspian.

Then, the surrounding air seemed to be boiling, and they danced like golden snakes.

“Inscription!”

Caspian focused on Omar’s sword, and he finally realized why it was different from ordinary sharp weapons.

That was the power of inscriptions!

That was a type of flame inscription, which Caspian learned from the Flame Sword in Evergreen Town.

Nonetheless, it was apparent that the rank of the inscription on Omar’s longsword was much higher than the one of the Flame Sword!

could sense a powerful force blasting in front of

took would hurt his lungs so bad

Firmament’s Ghoul-Locker Spear!” Caspian roared and stabbed

surrounding, and the bright spear light was like a Grim Reaper’s sickle, slashing through

raging flames

second, it was torn apart like clothes blasted in

in the audience recognized Caspian’s spear

high-ranking Earth

was confident to

turns out he

the raging flames with one slash, Caspian

ghost, turning into dozens of

of them was so realistic, and it was

those phantoms all rushed toward

“What an amazing technique!”

catch up with

out to be

when I

seems that the gap of our

the ring exclaimed and

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

than he

Is he

Crackle and rattle!

the ring cracked inch by inch, bursting into

rubbles hit Caspian’s phantoms, the stones burst into

that time, the countless shadows of spears were

to be stirred, rolling like

powerful offensive was

“Cold as ice!”

the vortex

gleamed, appearing out of

swooshing sound, it cut a gap in between the shadows of the

color filled the hole, like ink dripping on paper and

he‘s in a battle, he’ll show his strength by destroying his opponents at their weak spots, pushing violently with flames, and using the ice to break their

this way, Omar can still restrain

there’s a difference in their realms, and Casper definitely

to confirm Xander’s words, the red sword light suddenly shone like a

stones impacting one another could