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!

light even appeared, Caspian could sense a

he took would hurt his lungs so bad as if

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

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

flames suddenly

next second, it was torn apart like clothes blasted

the audience recognized Caspian’s spear skill,

a high-ranking Earth Grade martial

was confident

turns out he mastered

slash,

turning into dozens of phantoms

it was hard to

phantoms all rushed

“What an amazing technique!”

couldn’t even catch up

to be

actually indignant when I lost to him

seems that the gap of

the ring exclaimed and shouted

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

much stronger than he

Is he a

Crackle and rattle!

everyone was astonished, the stone slab on the ring cracked inch by inch, bursting

hit Caspian’s

the countless shadows of spears were like a raging tide wanting to

ring seemed to be stirred, rolling like the stormy waves and deafening like

powerful

“Cold as ice!”

Omar‘s shout sounded from the

sword light suddenly gleamed, appearing out of thin

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

blazing red color filled the hole, like ink dripping on paper

indifferently, “Omar might seem languid on typical days, but once he‘s in a battle, he’ll show his strength by destroying his opponents at their weak spots, pushing

battling this way, Omar can

in their realms, and Casper definitely can’t

words, the red sword light suddenly shone like a scorching

sound of metal and stones impacting one another could