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!

sword light even appeared, Caspian could sense

took would hurt his lungs so bad as if they were

Caspian roared and

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

flames suddenly

was torn apart like clothes blasted

Caspian’s

a high-ranking Earth Grade

Casper was

out he

bursting through the raging flames with one slash, Caspian stepped out with the

Caspian’s figure was like lightning and ghost, turning into dozens of phantoms in the blink of

realistic, and it was hard to

those phantoms all rushed

“What an amazing technique!”

even catch up with

turns out to be so

indignant when I

that the gap of

under the ring exclaimed and

Even Maya was wide-mouthed.

stronger than he was when

he train? Is

Crackle and rattle!

stone slab on the ring cracked inch by inch, bursting into the

Caspian’s phantoms, the

were like a raging tide wanting to engulf

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

powerful

“Cold as ice!”

Omar‘s shout sounded from the vortex of shadows of

sword light suddenly gleamed, appearing

it cut a gap in between the shadows of the

filled the hole, like ink dripping on paper

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

way,

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

words, the red sword light suddenly shone like a

sound of metal and stones