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

his lungs so bad as if

roared and stabbed at the

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

raging flames suddenly

it was torn apart like clothes blasted

Caspian’s

Earth Grade

was

turns out he mastered

with one slash, Caspian stepped out

was like lightning and ghost, turning into dozens of phantoms in

them was so realistic, and it was hard

those phantoms all rushed toward

“What an amazing technique!”

even catch up with

out to

when I

the gap of our strength

the ring exclaimed and

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

stronger than he was when

train? Is he

Crackle and rattle!

the ring cracked

rubbles hit Caspian’s phantoms, the stones burst

spears were like a raging

the ring seemed to be stirred, rolling like

a powerful

“Cold as ice!”

the vortex of shadows

light suddenly gleamed,

a gap in between the

color filled the hole, like ink dripping

battle, he’ll show his strength by

way, Omar can

there’s a difference in their realms, and Casper definitely can’t win against

to confirm Xander’s words, the red

of metal and stones impacting one