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

took would hurt his lungs so bad as if they were filled with

Caspian roared and stabbed at

light was like a Grim Reaper’s sickle, slashing through the darkness and reaping

raging flames

torn apart

Caspian’s spear skill,

high-ranking Earth

Casper was confident

he

raging flames with one slash, Caspian stepped out with the

and ghost, turning into dozens of phantoms

and it was hard to tell which were only

those phantoms all rushed toward

“What an amazing technique!”

catch up with

turns out to be

actually indignant when I lost to

that the gap of our

under the ring exclaimed and shouted

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

much stronger than he was when

he train? Is he a freak of

Crackle and rattle!

slab on the ring

rubbles hit Caspian’s phantoms, the stones burst

that time, the countless shadows of spears were like a raging tide

stirred, rolling like the stormy waves and deafening like the roaring of

a powerful offensive

“Cold as ice!”

the vortex

gleamed, appearing out of

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

filled the hole, like ink dripping

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 violently with flames, and using

Casper continues battling this way, Omar can

difference in their realms, and Casper definitely can’t win

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

sound of metal and stones impacting one another could